Nahrahel Louis
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It's Not In Our Hands. & The Covid Crisis In Our Communities.
I want to speak on this parasite of the racial tension slowly crippling and draining us all in the us and around the world right now. I want you to realize severity of our reality is that we have absolutely no assurance of safety. There is no promise that whatever we do in that moment with our hands up behind our heads that we won't be killed. The gun is not in our hands, we don't decide if that trigger is pulled or not. That is the fear we live in. It doesn't matter who I am as a person I'd still be killed, it doesn't matter what accolades I had I'd still be killed, it doesn't matter how quiet and still I Stood I'd still be killed, it wouldn't matter how much I could breathe or not because I'd still be killed. It comes to the point where or action or reaction doesn't matter but it's the fact that my life is in the hands and at the mercy of the person with the badge. When first looked upon, I am regarded as a threat, a menace, a criminal by default. The color black as long been associated with evil even from our very childhoods. We read books and watch movies that portrays the villains wearing black masks, black suits, and black skin. We have metaphors and superstition based solely on colors and their supposed meanings. Even in literature the color black in writing stands for death, sin, fear, guilt, and evil. We have things like little white lies, and big black lies, the dark web, the black market, black cats that symbolize bad luck and evil, blackmail, and the list goes on and on. It is a subconscious state of color association which as caused us all from our childhoods to think a certain way about colors even if parents did not sit down and teach their children how to be racists. So the reality which we live in contribute to these deaths, crimes, , brutalities, and indecencies. We have to look at the heart behind the badge and not just the skill of its holder. Because In that moment, with our hands up behind our backs, or with the knees on our necks, no matter how silent we are or how loud we scream, It isn't in our hands.
By Nahrahel Louis4 years ago in Criminal