These days, I just want to find my husband, my father, my brother, my cousins, my uncles and give them big hugs with both arms. There is a war on Black men in America and it seems like every other week there's another headline in another city with yet another victim.
This time it's Freddie Gray.
And we're seeing more of the same community uprisings, news pundits reporting sensationalized stories, truths being covered up, cries of "but they're looting" on your Facebook timeline (with NO REGARD to why).
But I read a post today on Very Smart Brothas, one of my favorite places on the internet, which was an excellent reminder that we don't have the luxury of getting numb. That we have to remember that each and every victim was a living person with a different family, with personalities, habits, loves and routines, light and darkness, just like all of us. That even though we're seeing the same scenario again and again, it's happening to different people each and every time.
So, today's Wordtacular Wednesday goes to Damon Young, a Very Smart Brotha:
- Damon Young
Visit VSB to read the full article.