It is peculiar isn’t it how politicians seem to react to tragedy. It is like episodes of the Twilight Zone (which is one of my favorite shows) engulfed in the entire world of make believe you can stomach. These people (politicians) suspend reality so easily when an event so horrific deafens all senses. Why do I say this? Because some of them laughably in their gall, continue to reason out tragedy by choosing to invalidate the very cause of lives being taken. A weapon, a gun, an item designed solely to end a person’s life. It is like saying a Samurai carries a sword into battle to slice cheese and bread.
I watched a Republican on television say guns and a state symbol of hatred did not belong in the mouth of the President or candidates for that office. We are not here to wonder why hatred is allowed to endure are we? Why hatred rears its’ ugly head and a so called leader tells citizens to ignore its’ touch. These politicians act as if you can dodge a rainstorm by not believing you are truly wet.
Which brings me to Ecclesiastes, Chapter 5, and verse 8. It seems the practice has too long been to act as if something terrible is not happening or just marvel at it and shake you head. It will go away soon and the trouble that it brought as well.
African Americans are not asking to be recognized as human beings. The utterance of that sentence would be obvious insanity. We have spent centuries teaching our children ways to maintain their sanity in the midst of government-sanctioned violence against our people. Yes, when injustice happened to Black people; it was simply whitewashed.
America has ‘Blown Past the Stop’. As I stated before when the Malaysian Flight was lost and the government of Malaysia treated the families of the lost with clear contempt. I say to Americans of European decent. Stop shaking your heads and correct your family, friends and neighbors when they perpetuate hatred of anyone who has done them no harm.
When I was working as a stocker in a grocery store in Birmingham, Alabama, I was faced with just such an issue. The two guys with me on the crew didn’t like the fourth guy and wanted me to hate him too. I told them (we were all Black) this man has done me no wrong. I respect you don’t like him, but you will not determine for me who my friends are and that strife ended right there.