The Black Shoe on the White Foot….
I know somewhere in the depths of my being, I house the characteristic of empathy.
However, in light of the nation’s recent events of police shootings, I find my empathy severely clouded. I don’t think for one second that I’m a monster, just an individual with two eyes baring witness to sense of heightened urgency when the shoe is now placed on the other foot. The black shoe has somehow being taken off of the black victims and consequently placed on an officer’s white foot. And now the nation should be mad? Should band together as one? To empathize? To reach out and assist in the healing of the victim’s families? It is now that WE all should be woke? We are the world? And here is where my confusion and clouded empathy lies. How is it possible for the Dallas, Texas case to be combined through with a fine tooth, thoroughly investigated with distinct answers within a matter of 24 hours? While the family of Alton Sterling, wait for the release of body camera footage from officers, who were recorded committing the tragic murder of this black man.
Is this victim and his case not urgent enough for an outpour of the nation’s tears? The sense of urgency is absent from this equation entirely. The headlines read currently under investigation. And nothing more. It is truly a tragedy for any victim of gun violence, but for as long as I’ve been alive on this earth and prior to my existence it has been a tragedy to be black. We can’t have too much. You don’t want us to excel past the boundary you have set. On June 1, 1921 in Tulsa, Oklahoma a community of the wealthiest black entrepreneurs was destroyed. Burned to pieces. Our “Black Wall Street” gone. A massive racially-driven riot that doesn’t make its way to the history books in schools or mere conversation. This outrage lays dormant for decades and centuries, then resurfaces and resurfaces. Tragedy after tragedy. Black men, Black Women and Black Children. Blacks are a minority in the nation, with majority of this black minority behind bars. Cases irrationally rectified, Officers continuously held unaccountable for their actions. Families are waiting years on top of years for justice that in most cases will never be served. We protest, demand answers, and look for the next best way to stimulate change. It’s always been a working progress. And always will. So, yes when the shoe is on the other foot, it is then that you want the same empathy we are not privileged enough to even begin to ask for. Tell me, how does it feel?