#white privelage
When you say “All Lives Matter” when I say “Black Lives Matter” it sounds like your saying “Black lives don’t matter as much.” And are things to condescend and minigate the importance of our message. And if “All Lives Matter” then “Black Lives” are included and you should be just as mad and heartbroken and standing with us.
When you say “White lives matter too.” when I say “Black Lives Matter” It sounds like you are saying “White lives matter more then black lives.” And it makes me feel like you see me as a traitor of my race for defending another. I akwoldge I have white privlage but at least I can use it to help anyway I can.
When you say “They are all just thugs who are looting and setting things on fire.” when I say “Black Lives Matter" you are only choosing to focus on the handful of the most radical and misguided of those involved and willfully ignoring the peacful protesrs who are using their voice instead of their hands. .
Those are crimes and that is wrong, But the only casualty were things, items, objects that could be replaced and profit, no one was harmed. Murdering unarmed indaviduals based on skin color and suspicion and brutallizing peaceful protesters is arguably much worse. They WERE harmed while not committing any crime other then speaking out and going about their day. Even if they did do something wrong, you should be arrested lawfully and investigated. Not murdered.
When you say “Blue Lives Matter” when I say “Black Lives Matter” it sounds like you are saying “Police matter more and should not be held accountable when they cross a line or take a life unjustly.”
Police know when they signed up that they put their lives on the line everyday to protect and serve others. They knew that there would be a chance they could get hurt or die to protect the community. Black people did not sign up to be black or be killed for doing everyday things or to be asssumed guilty and suspicious wherever they go or whatever they are doing. You can take off a uniform. You cant take off your skin.
When I say “ Black Lives Matter” I am merely stating a truthful fact. If you deny the truth or try to divert it, you are part of the problom, I’m trying be part of the solution.
The government has everybody fooled into thinking that they actually only care about white people when they don’t care for anyone who isn’t an elite. Who are the most people to go to war for America? White people. Who are the most to die from diseases the government promotes through food? White people. Yes there’s “white privellage” but the government uses that to let y’all argue and debate with each other all day
I don’t usually post much here but I need my voice and opinions out there. If you take the time to read this I just want to thank you and ask for an open mind and a kind heart.
Today I had written on my window ACAB, 1312, and Land Back. My parents took it down out of fear. They feared that if police were to see it, they would not help us if and when we are in need. They feared we would become a target for hate crime and be targeted by conservatives and possibly groups like the KKK. That broke my heart. I could feel it tear apart. I could feel the muscle rip. I didn’t show it though. They believe that after all of the protests and fighting is done things will go back to “normal”. Our “normal” is African Americans being killed on the streets by police officers. Our “normal” is indigenous women going missing and the police officers and government not caring or searching. Our “normal” is full of hate and sorrow and people being ignored and pushed aside in order for the U.S. to continue to keep up the appearance of being a perfect country. I don’t want to go back to normal. I won’t allow it. But there is nothing I can truly do to stop it from coming back. I ache to do something. Even if that means protesting. Even if that means writing simple messages on my window. No family should fear what would happen to them because of what they say or believe. It’s hurts that I don’t do anything to a point where I can’t handle it. I can NOT be just a bystander. I can’t continue to fill my days with fantasies because I am unhappy with my life of NOTHING. I can’t just sit and watch while hoping for the best. I have always felt a power within me and I know and hope others feel it to. A craving to be something and do something that children will read about in the history books. Something that will inspire others. I can’t continue to sit and watch as normal returns. I NEED to do something and I need to do it now. I need to release this power and energy out into the world. I have no idea what I can do though. Writing on my window won’t be enough. I see that now. I don’t wish to anger my family or put them in danger which is why I am currently a sitting duck. Just another person being lost in the crowd. The crowd of people who refuse to do anything. Being a bystander and allowing the “normal” to be in the U.S. and to be in the world. Being a bystander causes my depression and I see that now. I have to do something. I need to do something. Something. Something that will show the power that an indigenous woman like myself has. That many other people have as well. I need help. I need guidance. Guidance that will allow me to DO something. That will allow me to BE something. Because I am taking a stand and am no longer allowing myself to sit and hope. Hope will only go so far.
I will never be able to understand what life is like for you, but I’ll stand with you. I love you, I value you, and I will do whatever I can to protect you.
The various shades of color God has created are so beautiful and should be celebrated. I cannot comprehend this world of hate and division based upon differences that are supposed to be embraced and admired. Imagine how incredibly boring and bleak the world would be without the diversity of color, culture, language, and experience everyone brings to the table.
Black lives matter, and I’m so incredibly sorry there are terrible people in the world that have made that feel untrue for so long. I cherish all of the wonderful human beings that make up our black communities and honor all of those we have lost at the hands of hate. I see you. I hear you. I stand with you.
