Dear Ms. Rice, as the mother of a Black son and four Black grandchildren and three Black great grandchildren, I feel your pain and I do understand where your heart is. The system of justice has always worked exceedingly slow for its Black citizens. However, slowly it works it does get to a place where we may see a little light. The thing is, if we don’t make a reasonable choice, for a candidate to be our country’s leader, we let others choose for us. That, my dear lady, is like having no choice at all. We, then, get what ever is left of no choice. Not good.
You’ve got to throw your hat in the ring with someone and then hold them accountable. There is always another election. If your first choice does not fill the bill, you get another time to choose again. Remember that quote whose author slips my mind: “The mills of the gods grind slowly, but exceedingly well.” Well, look how long it took our country to understand and grudgingly understand that Black people are truly human beings and not ownerable chattel. It should not have taken so long, especially when they understood we bled red blood; we could think and feel and cry just as every human did.
We were denied until a generation was born with a soul and a conscious as we suffered the “slings and arrows of outrageous fortune”, and refused to not make a choice. We protested, we voted when we could, we made choices until we got some relief
So don’t give up your choice. Decide on someone or you will get anyone. Choices do make a difference. We were never promised a rose garden, you’ve got to plant one yourself. We reap only what we sow. May God bless you and give you that power you need to get through one day at a time.