Killing is the New Black

In light of the events that have occurred in the last 48 hours, I am somewhere between rage and sorrow. I can never forget when I was in college and the killing of Trayvon Martin was first reported. Skittles, hoodies and Arizona drinks never looked the same for me anymore. Or how about when I am pulled over by the police for a routine traffic stop and my heart feels like it's coming out of my chest. Being black in America has become a heavy burden to bear. The justice system targets our melanin and with each killing, genocide seems to be the only rational explanation for why black men are specifically targeted by law enforcement. 

Alton Sterling. Shot at close range, he laid there, helplessly pinned down by 2 large police officers. He was unarmed, and the only "threat" those white police officers saw was his melanin. Philando Castile. Stopped for a busted tail light-- that was not even busted. Shot 4 times in front of his girlfriend and daughter. He was armed, and had the right to bear arms. 

I am done trying to convince white supremacists and silent racists about why black lives matter.

We must mobilize, attack the financial standing of white America and strong arm the United states justice system. 

588 unjust police killings just this year alone, disproportionately black.

If you haven't already watched this acceptance by Jesse Williams, now then ever before please do. #staywoke 

I have told you all this so that you may have peace in me. Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world.
— John 16:33


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