I feel like this world is telling me, telling us – don’t breathe while being black.
You’re sleeping in your own house – you get shot.
You go to the store for snacks – you get killed
You go enjoy a dip in pool – you get cursed at, gun drawn on you, flung around
and your face smushed in the grass
You exercise your constitutionally given right to free speech – you get charged
with resisting arrest
You don’t shuffle along fast enough you get the silver bracelets
You drive a car that’s just a little too nice – you get pulled over and assumed to be
a car jacker.
You’re unarmed, but you panic and run (fight or flight) – you get shot.
You’re unarmed, you stand in place, you get shot
You’re driving home from your bachelor party – you get shot
You get in a car accident, you knock on someone’s door for help – you get shot
You play your music too loud – you get shot
You go to church, to pray – for peace, for justice, for healing – YOU GET FUCKING SHOT!!
Is this real life, right now?
I’m sitting here tearing up. I’m tired of this bullshit. First we were brought here for labor. Not we’re just for target practice.
And what will the media say about the victims? Will they pull out their bag of pre-conceived notions, sink into the muck and scrounge around for every single “misdeed” than any of these people may have done ever in their lives? Will they paint this not as a Bible study, but as some sort of agitator’s conference? “Oh, yeah. We know – them darkies just up to no good. Can’t have too many of them congregatin’ in one place”
And what does the media say about the killer? Will they call him a poor mixed up young kid? “He’s sick. He needs our understanding”
Fuck that. He’s a goddamn racist fucking terrorist bastard.
And he’s homegrown.
The United States of America.
Land of the free. Home of the brave.
That’s such a sad fucking joke, right now.