'Be anxious for nothing..." ~Philippians 4:6

Thursday, May 7, 2020

QUARANTINE LIFE: NOT AGAIN



“But it’s 2020! 
What did we do to them? Why are they always targeting us? 
Why do they hate us so? Why do they always claim to be so afraid and threatened? 
Why can’t they see our humanity?”

Yes, it is, 2020, and African-Americans are the perpetual walking, talking, running, jogging, surviving evidence of America’s greatest sin; a sin for which America has never repented. 
If given the opportunity, many parts of America would love to revert to her slave-holding self.

No one likes their sin, or the sins of their ancestors, constantly thrown into their faces. There is still a segment of society that is consumed and motivated by hatred. They want that hatred to be legal, open, justified, and commonplace. They miss the good ol’ days when what they considered order was the subjugation of others. They want to be able to hunt and terrorize people of color with impunity. 
Technology is screwing up the plan.

The racism and barbarism we see is not new. It never died. It never hid. It’s been simmering. It is coursing through the blood of the descendants of slave holders. It has been reconstituted from generation to generation. 

The descendants of slaves; the people who have been perceived as less than human, are still here, still overcoming, and apparently faring too well. They’re attaining too much. They’re debunking myths and erasing stereotypes. They’re attaining wealth. They are seated in places of power and influence. They are occupying spaces from which they were once banned. They are no longer subservient and docile. They are annihilating tropes. They’re demonstrating political influence. They’re free, and forcing those who hate them to challenge everything they’ve ever known. 

Just being is problematic. African-Americans force America to look at herself and that is much too difficult. 
America is losing control of the narrative. That’s infuriating a lot of people. Is stands to reason that hating and demonizing what you couldn’t destroy is easier than accepting or loving it—so is lying, or crafting a ready explanation when you’re caught deliberately hunting it down. 

America’s eyes are the windows to it’s tormented soul, so they see what’s convenient, and are willfully blind when confronted with the truth.

There is a segment of society that was taught that it is superior, more deserving, and more important. The selfishness, entitlement, and audacity is stunning. To them, even God is exclusive. They feel they have more rights, they are to be served, and favored, and everyone else is suspect for merely existing. 
In times of lack or uncertainty, everyone else is dispensable. They need to be in control. They have done so many horrendous deeds, that they live in constant fear of retaliation. They look for, and await conflict; stockpile arms and, when bored and unprovoked, they start wars. 
Surely the people and nations they have irreparably harmed are plotting, aren’t they? 

There is a segment of society that is waiting for others to visit them with the same atrocities they’ve visited on others. They’re waiting for karma and payback. It, however, has never come. Anxious, bewildered, and lusting for war, they even destroy and bankrupt their own. Bombings. School shootings. Domestic violence. Hate has consumed and disfigured them. They are unreasonably angry. It’s all over their faces.

The election of a Black president defied all logic for some, and they STILL can’t get over it. Barack and Michelle didn’t fit the narrative. The sight of them, intelligent, accomplished, poised, strong, principled, sober, classy, bold, and beautiful, sent racists into such a tizzy that they now find themselves purposely led by someone they literally have to pretend to support and respect. They’d rather support and defend an incompetent, misogynistic, racist, self-absorbed grifter, who could care less if they live or die, as long as he isn’t Black. He is fueled by their ignorance, and knows he can inspire them to expose their basest selves, sensibilities, and beliefs. He is loyal to none of them. He has cleverly invigorated their longing for the days when terror reigned in the lives of people of color; when grown men were called “boy”; when they could get away with murder by calling it sport; when judges, juries, and law enforcement officers were unapologetically complicit. 

In order to deflect from its sin, America has to persecute, prosecute, hide, corral, and kill those it has raped, robbed, and ostracized. 
There is a segment of America that needs to go back to its so-called “great” days when its sin was romanticized and normalized. “But it’s 2020!” Yes, it is, but racism is institutional and generational. It is willful. It is fueled by shame, pride, envy, bitterness, experiences, miseducation, and fear. 

It is mental impairment of the highest order to be void of the ability to see the humanity of another human being, to the degree that one constantly endeavors to harm and kill, yet casts oneself as the victim.

Children learn what they live. It is never surprising what a child will do or say to gain and retain the approval of a beloved parent; there’s no limit to what is excused, applauded, or encouraged.
If your hateful, ignorant, racist great-grandfather taught your grandfather to hate, and your grandfather taught your father, and your father taught you, and NONE of you ever dared to challenge the rightness, wisdom, sanity, morality, legality, or sense of what you were taught, you will continue the evil habit, and teach your sons and daughters that it’s perfectly okay. It’s all you know. You could know and do better, by studying, reading, listening to eye-witness accounts, traveling, interacting with others of different backgrounds or nationalities, living and telling the truth, calling out injustice, speaking up for righteousness, and refusing to cover impropriety, but the possibility that the people you love and idolize are or were soulless, demonic, lying, murderous, abusive, hell-bound criminals, can be too much to bear. Apologizing and righting wrongs is messy, difficult, and expensive.

Atrocities abound. So many murders. So much abuse of power, nepotism and cronyism. So many are languishing in jail for crimes they didn’t commit. So many relegated to schools and neighborhoods designed to fail. So many exposed to addictive substances, poisoned lands, and water. 

Somebody knows something, but they’re silent until a tape is leaked. Silence IS a response. Don’t be shocked that morality in 2020 America is no different or better than it ever was. It’s just that lynching methods and lynch mob uniforms have changed. It’s the same game, just a new generation of fearful, cowardly, insecure, unstable, hateful players. 

Mamie Till-Mobley wanted America to see what it did to her son. Pictures, unfortunately, are still the difference between the service or denial of justice—sometimes. 2020’s pictures, are sharp, in color, moving, credible, detailed, and in real time. America, however, is still trying to spin what it’s soul doesn’t want you to see. Hate won’t even take a break during a pandemic. It’s still trying to sneak one in hoping no one with integrity is looking. Your eyes, however, can’t be tricked, and they’re tired. Yes. You’re crying. You saw exactly what you thought you saw— again. Your soul knows the truth and is weary of the constant provocation to fight back. Getting angry and retaliating seems like the thing to do. It’s just the needed excuse for a devil already poised to take your life. 

Somebody wants a war, and they’re sure they’ll win. It baffles them that no one has retaliated. Slowly, they are seeing themselves as monsters. The unanimous support they used to enjoy is waning. Whistles are being blown, covers are coming off, but they are so consumed with hate that they don’t see how they are destroying themselves. They can’t see that sowing and reaping are not merely financial principles. If they’d just suspend their mission to dominate and annihilate people of color, and look at the dysfunction, sickness, disease, and addiction all around them, they’d surely repent. 

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#seanreed

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