Those feelings; that devastation, that heartbreak, that rage -- they exist for a reason.
Tagged “police brutality”
Fuck this fucking shit, man
Why didn't the Black kids in the video just learn how to be White kids?
I am the mother of a Black baby who will grow into a tall, large Black man; the kind of man the police fear and profile.
Cry new tears. Channel new anger. Feel it all again. All the empathy, all the sorrow, all the rage. Let it permeate you. Embrace its engulf. Because Freddie Gray deserves it. Baltimore deserves it.
"Wanting cops to be able to do their jobs" and "wanting cops to be better at their jobs" are not conflicting concepts
We're bringing knives to gunfights, trying to win 2014 battles with 1963 tools.
There's nothing else to say
This cop assumed that because of the color of my skin I was in some kind of secret club that snickers and trades racist jokes. When he saw my reaction then he realized I wasn’t
Just watch this fucking shit. ...
It's all about that belief an uncomfortably large segment of the population holds, that all Michael Browns -- all Black men and women -- are potential Supercriminals who need to be stopped.
It would have felt better to hear an angrier, a more fed up, a more outraged President today.
This is Ferguson, Missouri, but this could happen in Pittsburgh and DC and Chicago and Portland and wherever you're reading this from.
Being Black and loving Black people is kind of like loving soldiers who go off to war, except the war is here.
I wish I was writing to you from a place charged with an impassioned call to arms. I want nothing more than to have the answers. Or even just the right questions. But I'm empty-handed. And numb.