“In our thirst for Freedom, let us not drink from the cup of bitterness and anger.” Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
You know, not all white people hate black people. Not all black people hate white people. In this day and age, the color of one's skin is an excuse people utilize to release psychopathic tendencies of unreasonable hatred whether one is a criminal or a police officer.
You know, not all white people hate black people. Not all black people hate white people. In this day and age, the color of one's skin is an excuse people utilize to release psychopathic tendencies of unreasonable hatred whether one is a criminal or a police officer.
If a black person killed me thinking to
make a statement against prejudiced white people, a mistake would
have been made for I have friends of color. I like all kinds of
people. I don't look at religion, race, or ethnicity to determine my
likes or dislikes. I look for honesty, respect, and intelligence. I
am equally horrified at injustice no matter who the victim. Somehow
it makes it worse when the crime is perpetrated by a police officer
because the officer is a person of authority upon whom we should be
able to trust and depend. A crime committed by a police officer
or two does not excuse the shooting of random cops in another city.
The shooter does not know if he is shooting decent people or not,
just as a person killing me wouldn't know how I felt about others.
My son knows no boundaries when it
comes to people and never meets a stranger no matter their color or
beliefs. When he was about ten, he shaved his head, and I worried
that he would be hurt by others because they might think he was a
skinhead. Sure enough, he was cornered in the school bathroom and
attacked by a black boy. Racially, the school makeup was something
like 95% blacks. Should I have blamed all the black children at that
school? Should I think that all, or even most, of the black children
hated my son because he was white? Should he? What possible good
would that accomplish? To this day, his best friend is a boy of
color...rich brown color. People need to get a grip. If someone kills
someone else, it shouldn't matter what the skin colors are, and the
killer should be brought to justice. Killing random strangers as a
'protest' makes no sense. It is a lame excuse. Not to mention the
ones who would have seen to that justice may have just been killed!
I'm a white woman and, believe it or
not, I've faced prejudice. Does that define me? No. Should it? No.
Have I faced prejudice as perhaps a black woman has faced it?
Probably not. But how would you know? You don't know what I've experienced in my life. Should prejudice define that black woman? No. People cannot let
hate define them! When we do that, it is giving the people who hate a
victory.
In America, people like to think that it is the only place
in the world where there is still prejudice. I have news for you, elsewhere in the world battles have been raging for thousands of
years, and there appears to be no end in sight, because of race,
religion, and ethnicity. It is nothing new. But in our cities we are fortunate as we do not
dodge bullets daily nor fear bombs exploding in our faces. Why?
Because we fight for our rights through our legal system. Is it
perfect? Absolutely not. How could it be when it is run by people?
And people have never been perfect. But America is better by far than
other places in the world. Does it need improvement? Sure. But the
only way for that to happen is to stick together no matter one's
race, religion, or ethnicity. Stop playing the blame game, and
blaming those not involved, and simply prosecute those who commit the
crimes.
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