In this funny thing called life there are many perspectives on everything, but especially on race.
As a black woman raising a black child who looks mixed I find myself exposed to an entirely NEW plethora of racism.
I've been asked if his father is white because obviously two black people couldn't produce the awesomeness that is my child. I've been asked if I'm mixed because obviously i couldn't be this fine being full blooded black. Just a bunch of ignorance i tell ya.
We got cops killing black kids, beating up black men in front of their families, killing 12 year old boys for playing with bb guns and then trying to portray the VICTIMS as the criminals. Even when their are viable witnesses (ie Mike Brown, and Tamir Rice) no one is ever held accountable for their actions. Instead we hand these KILLERS and MURDERS book deals/endorsements, television interviews and 15 minutes of fame.
White America KNOWS that there will be no repercussions for any crime committed against persons of color, but specifically against African Americans. We are regarded as the lowest of lowest in this "land of the free", the country that our ancestors built with the sweat of their skin and the blood off their backs.
There would be a NO USA if it weren't for black slaves. Yet we are still treated like second class citizens. Disregarded unless someone is trying to steal our culture. Ignored as we scream out the injustices faces our lives.
Honestly, routine traffic stops scare the shit out of me, especially living in Arizona land of the racist cop. My brother was pulled over a few weeks ago, for a "busted rear light". Do you know what the cop asked him? "Do you have drugs or guns in your car?" He was in his work uniform. The cop never ran his plates, asked for a drivers license, or insurance papers. He was detained for almost 45mins while this white cop interrogated him. I have a friend who is 8mo pregnant with twins who was pulled over by the cops slammed to the ground on her stomach. Why you ask, because she had a licensed gun in her car, in a case in her trunk.
This is the reality of a black person. This is true life. The real deal. This isn't just one persons perspective, this is the reality for millions of black people across America. I shouldn't need a hash tag to tell you that my life is important. The very fact that we have the hash tag #blacklivesmatter shows that they don't.
It's time to rise up and fight for our families, fight for our lives. If we don't no one else will.
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