As I watched it the looting, rioting and violence unfold all over our country, . As I watched a women bravely blocking a man with an axe from breaking into a store, . As I witnessed the strength of thousands of peaceful protesters lose their message by bursts of violence, . As I watched a human being beg to breathe, .
I cry for the hurt, injustice, hate and fear that exists.
It’s difficult to say which came first. Do we hate those we fear? Do we fear those we hate? I don’t claim to have the answers to these questions. The one thing I do know is that fear and hatred are still very much present in our so-called ‘advanced, civilized’ societies.
At this time when people should be feeling more bonded than ever in the drive to survive and thrive, prejudice and, let’s call it what it is, , are still dividing us, still causing people to live in fear, to face discrimination, to be left out in the open, vulnerable and without the protection of a system that favors white skin.
This is what I wish I could be writing right now:
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Watching the world around me react to George Floyd’s painful and unjust death, I feel like most of us are sick to the core of hatred and fear.
We take our stand: we kneel for the George. We kneel for love and compassion to save our communities. We kneel to shake the world out of apathy. We kneel to demand an end to ingrained systemic racism. .