When I awaken each morning, the very first thing that I do is turn on the news. I enjoy watching the news because I have a sometimes overwhelming need to be in the know. I get it; too much news only leads to bad news. Nonetheless, I enjoy watching the news. This morning, I saw a story about a young man who decided to speak to the cashier who rang his mother’s groceries. Apparently, the cashier was so impressed by the young man’s conversation that he gave him a chocolate covered orange. As his mother described this random act of kindness, tears flowed from her eyes. This was an absolutely beautiful story. Now, based on the recent census, there are approximately 41.99 million African Americans living in the United States of America. Of those 41.99 million African Americans living in this Country, it is very rare that I see our random acts of kindness covered as news. What am I to think? More importantly, what are we to think? Are we not performing random acts of kindness? Are our children not accomplishing remarkable things that aren’t associated with sports or any other form of entertainment? Why are these stories not covered? As an educator, I have the privilege of working with some incredible hueman beings. I have seen educators use their own money to buy not only school supplies, but sometimes clothes and food for the children that they serve. I have seen principals teach young men how to tie a tie with a sense of pride in their eyes. I have seen women speak to young women about not only the power, but also the struggles that come with feminine energy. I have seen men do the same for young men. Yet, most of these stories go uncovered. Why? Why is it that some of the only times that I see people that look like me on the news is when we are being charged with a crime? What am I to think? More importantly, what are we to think? On January 6, 2021, thousands of people rushed the Capitol in an attempt to OVERTHROW the government. Yet, many of them were charged with misdemeanors. Police officers died, Congress had to be rushed out, the vice-president’s life was at risk, furniture and other items were destroyed, and to add insult to injury, pictures were taken as trophies to mark the crimes they committed. Yet, most of them were charged with misdemeanors. Why is that? Could you imagine if thousands of African American men and women decided to rush the Capitol in an attempt to OVERTHROW the government? It would have been a blood bath. They would have been machine gunned down in an attempt to SAVE our government from tyranny. Those who would have gunned them down would be considered heroes while those who died would be considered anti-American. That, in my opinion, would be the narrative. Yet, although we all witnessed the horrors of that day in real time, many of those people received a slap on the wrist. Revolution. I’ve been thinking this for a while, but I am going to go ahead and say it. Stop talking to me about a revolution because there isn’t one. The only revolution that I see is one that is based on political correctness, complete acceptance, and compliance. This is not right. School names are being changed because the schools were named after former slave owners. However, the descendants of the formerly enslaved are forbidden from hearing the truth about their history. What revolution?…Anti-racism is the new slogan, yet racism has seemed to gain greater momentum in these modern times. I have even heard people quote Rodney King by saying, “can’t we all just get along?” Unfortunately, the real answer is no, we can’t. I wish we could, but right now, we can’t. It is time to stop being polite and start being real. This is real. You don’t have permission to fight for the right to carry your guns while denying my people the right to hear their truths carried in their books. You don’t have the right to tell women what to do with their bodies while never knowing how or what it is be a woman. You don’t have the right to control my narrative in order to edify your own. You don’t have the right. What revolution? You don’t have the right to consistently use violence as a means of accomplishing whatever goal you seek while asking us to remain non-violent in the face of your violence. You don’t have the right. I’m done praying. I’m done waiting. I’m done looking for a better day. That day is, and must be, today. Today is the day. If you are anti-racist, speak your truths to racists without fear of hurting their feelings or diminishing their beliefs. If you want change, fight for it on more platforms that Facebook, Instagram, Tik-Tok, and Twitter. Our need for justice must be greater than our need for likes and thumbs up. It seems as though Rome is burning while most of us are simply trying to capture the most unique view of the flames on social media. What revolution? As the old saying goes, “the revolution will not be televised….” With that being said, the time has come for us to put down our phones, lift our heads, and take a really good look at what our society has become. Revolution is not a hashtag. Revolution is not a trend. Revolution isn’t a viral post. Revolution is nothing like we have recently made it out to be. What revolution?…Patrick
This week, please do something for someone other than yourself for no reason at all other than to make their lives better. As always, if you make it to where you’re going, please don’t forget to leave a map for the rest of us. Always Choose Love Because Love Changes Everything….