I'm in my mid-30s, a first-time father, and contrary to what most believe - a kindhearted individual. Injustice makes my blood boil, hypocrisy makes my skin itch, and the way society has devolved makes me question my faith in humanity.
As I often peruse my Facebook and Twitter feeds, I just shake my head lately and ask God, "How did we get so screwed up?" Yes, I actually pose those kinds of questions to the Creator - in that format. Not to be disrespectful, but when you're perplexed and want answers, sometimes protocol goes out the door.
With all the killings that have gone on this year, I'm still scratching my head. I guess in some strange way I thought we'd be further along on the race-relations front. I keep having to remind myself that the 60s weren't that far away and from a macro view, we haven't made the progress we think we have.
As people of color, we're still divided - still haven't figured out how to break the curse of Willie Lynch. It's a bothersome conundrum that doesn't have to be our reality, but somehow we act like we're not smart enough to see through the smokescreens, misdirection, and loaded rhetoric that plague our people on a regular basis. How can a people so proud and so strong be so weak-minded? How do we get it back?
The way we deal with each other and with other races is scary, at times. It's like we can't find the love to spread among ourselves and definitely can't show it to someone that doesn't resemble us. So much pinned up hatred and self-depreciation is mind-numbing - but this is what the mainstream wants - for us to be an ongoing minstrel show. The mainstream wants us to kill off each other, while entertaining the masses; kill off each other while it erodes our fortunes, families, identities, and philosophies. How do we get it all back? Can we get it all back? Where do we start? We start at home.
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