Amidst, the spread of the novel coronavirus that has taken more than 100,000 lives in the country. On Saturday, May 30th 2020, I watched cities across America burn from what started as peaceful protest turned into something much deeper. A story that this country is far too familiar with, and will continue to face unless there is a “Call To Action”.
As an educated BLACK man, my heart feels for George Floyd and his family. I watched the eight minute and forty-six second long video of the senseless murder, and in the weeks prior, I watched Ahmaud Arbery fight for his life as he was hunted down in the same community he lived in. The words to follow don’t necessarily describe the true words to express my rollercoaster of thoughts and emotions, but, nonetheless, if a window of opportunity appears, don’t pull down the shade.
No, I will not remain silent about the current climate, we are in 2020. My spirit feels heavy and my heart feels broken. As a son, brother, friend — I can no longer stay silent and act like these events do not affect me. What follows may not sit well with you. I am only telling my story and sharing experiences throughout my 25 years.
I feel compelled to share this letter with you not only in reaction to the preceding weeks events, but to be proactive, with the intent to spread awareness, deploy empathy, and elicit an authentic form of activism from you.
“You never had to look at me. I had to look at you. I know more about you than you know about me. Not everything that is faced can be changed; but nothing can be changed until faced”. — James Baldwin, I AM NOT YOUR NEGRO