Ferguson has made me want to do another Facebook purge.
So you'll have to excuse me as I fade into the background the next few days. Fortunately, I can post this without ever having to actually log-in.
By the time the LA riots happened after the cops were acquitted in the Rodney King beating, I was living in a mostly gentrified (read: white) suburb of LA. As South Central burned I wondered, why burn your own house down?
One of these days someone will figure that one out.
Dear white friends (especially white cop friends), if you have never been a person of color, you have no idea how dehumanizing it feels being singled out for no reason beyond your melanin count. And if you think white cops are being profiled as racist based on the behavior of a handful of them, try not to choke on the irony.
Dear friends of color, we're doing it wrong. Vote. Take a few friends with you to vote, tell your friends to vote and take a few friends with them. It may not seem like it, but when you consider the numbers all we have to do is show up to the first Tuesday in November like we do for the last Friday in November. Not just the big elections either; the judges, the prosecutors, the sheriffs, vote in every single little election. Had we been doing that since Civil Rights were fought for and won, the government would reflect we the people a lot more than it does now.
My funny is broken today. It'll be back again in a day or two.
One could literally write a book about all the underlying causes of Ferguson, but the reality is it has been in the making for years. So has the next Ferguson. And the one after that.
I fucking hate the rain. Have a day.
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