The Black Experience

Last week, Bill Cosby was accused of sexual assault.  While many seemed surprised, I wasn’t.  I wasn’t surprised because when it comes to crimes committed by African Americans, the law is both swift and exact.  It seems that the guilty are always brought to justice, tried, and convicted.  OJ Simpson did almost ten years for “stealing” his own items from someone.  Michael Vick served years in prison for the charge of animal cruelty.  The list goes on and on.  Now, I wish it to be known that I am no condoning any criminal act, nor do I support any African American who knowingly and openly commits a crime against society.  However, I was taught that justice is blind.  Harvey Weinstein and Donald Trump were associated with sexual crimes and improprieties, yet one was sent to counseling, and the other was elected President of the United States.  Ben Roethlisberger was associated with sexual crimes, yet justice somehow skipped him.  Tom Brady was associated with “deflate gate”, a game that inevitably took his team to the Super Bowl, yet not only was he “tapped on the hand”, to this day, there has been no mention of “deflate gate.”  There’s justice, there’s “just us”, and there’s that.  As an African American male, I have completely lost the little bit of faith that I have in our criminal justice system.  If President Obama were nearly as openly corrupt and divisive as Donald Trump, he would have already been impeached.  Yet, when it comes to Mr. Trump, “we must make sure that we have all of the facts together.”  I get it.  American laws were not designed to protect any group of people once considered property.  It was not designed for our benefit; it was designed for our detriment.  If the law really benefitted us, we would have received some form of reparation for the crimes committed on American soil to our ancestors.  Let me be clear, these reparations would be more than a simple I’m sorry.  However, that day will clearly not come in my lifetime.  African Americans are expected to always be understanding in the face of legal injustice.  We are always expected to sit back and take it.  I don’t understand, and I’m not going to take it.  I expect the law to work for all African Americans because without us, America may still be governed under the Articles of the Magna Carta.  Without us, there would be no real American wealth.  Without us, there is no America.  It would only be an attempt at American values.  No, I don’t understand.  I don’t understand why George Zimmerman is not only free, but also openly defiant and disrespectful of our laws.  I don’t understand why just about every White cop that has taken an African American life always seems to be acquitted or found not guilty.  I don’t understand why our neighborhoods are policed and White neighborhoods are protected.  I don’t understand how students from the same city and state are receiving disproportionately unequal access to information, technology, learning, and most importantly, opportunities.  I don’t understand.  Let me be clear, I firmly believe that one day, African Americans are going to wake up from this slumber that we have seemed to be in since April of 1968.  We are going to realize that our love affair with things that will never love us back is the very thing that keeps us both spun and shackled.  One day, we are going to realize that while we play very different positions, we are clearly on the same team.  One day, we are going to remember the power of the Black family.  One day, we are going to stop asking the government to ensure “liberty and justice for all.”  One day we are going to start demanding it.  One day. While there are those who may view this post as hostile or aggressive, let me remind you of this.  Patrick Henry is remembered as a hero because of his deeds and his quote, “give me liberty, or give me death.”  Malcolm X said, “I seek justice by any means necessary.”  Essentially, they have the same meaning, but because of the user, America has very different interpretations of the two.  I am tired of watching America consistently allow legal injustices to be committed against my people.  I’m tired.  I’m not going to raise my fist, I’m going to raise my head, hands, and voice.  I’m not going to remain silent or compliant in the face of injustice.  One day, maybe this Country will ensure “liberty and justice for all.”  Until then, like Malcolm, I will wait while looking outside my living room window at my Country.  However unlike Malcolm, I won’t be armed with a rifle.  My weapons will be knowledge, truth, fearlessness, and faith.  Those four allies are quite powerful when united. I, too, am American…

This week, do something for someone other than yourself for no reason at all other than to make their lives better.  Also, if you make it to where you’re going, please don’t forget to leave a map for the rest of us.  Patrick

2 thoughts on “The Black Experience

  1. Ann Thompson July 28, 2018 / 4:48 pm

    Wow! Your words were so profound and thought provoking. So much said that so many African Americans, as well as myself have felt and thought about while living in America, but could not find the words to describe what you have described so eloquently.

    Thank you,

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    • Hueman Movement July 28, 2018 / 5:39 pm

      Ann, thank you so much for your kind words. For most of my life, I lived as my representative rather than me. This blog is both cleansing and helpful to me as I find my way. Thank you for reading, and please pass it on. Patrick

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