After spending a relatively quiet long weekend. I spent some reflective time watching meaningful movies and such. I watched "And the Band Played On" once again. I wanted to really look at the gridlock those who fought to treat and cure AIDS had to go through. I grew up in a time where their were bath houses and a YMCA I didn't understand what they were or had become until much later.
I found it painful to see those lost in the ego fighting and denial of what was an epidemic. I remember hearing some large and in charge folks saying things that hurt my heart. I thought that a disease was just that a disease and working towards a cure should be everybody goals.., but until it spread out among the straight, the sickly and those with a voice that could not be silenced, the media, those in charge, just ignored, ignored all those people dying and withering away. As a Vogue subscriber and fashionista before the word, I knew every designer and photog, when they started mystery dying, I'm scrolling through my magazine every other month, he died, they died. Where was the compassion, the concern, the care? I waiting for the news announcement that something was wrong, it came late, too late for so many, where was the love?
I watched the community gather up and take care of themselves and fight and fight for treatment and a cure. Where has our compassion as a group of people gone? Why is their so much hatred? Why does everyone suddenly feel they are the judge no need for a jury, I am ALL, everyone else and their feelings no longer matter. That is no Christianity I know or have read about. Would it not be better to love each and other and live, and be the change we want to see. I can't worry about what everybody is doing if I have things in my life that need work. I feel like an Isley brother song " I've got work to do" and the only person I need to work on is me, my straight life has enough action and adventure and I'm trying to stay on my path and I can't be watching how you stepping, lest I trip and fall myself.
shoot first....
This is nothing new. However in this day of knowledge and higher learning, why is it always shoot first, when it comes to people of color? I can watch video upon video of same kinded people, talk, plead do everything to avoid gun fire, but when it comes to people of color. Shoot first, when they see the "whites of their eyes" shoot. We can't even call police for help, they may shoot the wrong person. I watched an entire riot of white people storm the capital, screaming, beating police who weren't in the "know" with poles, sticks, spraying chemicals and only one was popped, that was because the Secret Service must be non biased and she breached and they weren't playing. I know a good amount of african american policemen, they have years of experience and to my knowledge have good work records, vs. the ones who keep shooting first, If african american policemen were shooting European men, women and children at the rate they shoot us, laws would have ...
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