During the aftermath of the George Zimmerman trial I find myself dumbfounded and laden with questions. As a black man, an American, and somewhat responsible citizen I find myself with nothing but questions about my existence and other things that many just either take for granted or are not aware of in the first place. As my friend O, says “It’s still very real in the field.”
Are folks going to remember Jordan Davis? It’s necessary.
What’s up with Florida? It’s like Mad Max with beaches and high-level college football.
Was anyone else in a really foul mood at work on Monday? I was a first rate son-of-a-bitch yesterday.
I’ve noticed tons of criticism being lobbed at Barack Obama since Saturday and criticism is amazing but do the Cornell Wests of the world actually think they are any more in touch with the black community at-large than the Barack Obamas of the world? Seriously?
Anyone want to buy some of my paranoia? I can give it to you for cheap… It’s slightly used.
Ever ask a black law enforcement officer how they fell about their day-to-day jobs? How do they feel about laws like Stand your ground? Would more of their insight help or hurt?
When will folks realized that you can compartmentalize things that you’re angry about? Sometimes you need to yell about things and leave the “yeah buts” at the house.
Why hasn’t the NRA started a campaign urging young black men to arm and protect themselves? Oh wait…
Why did Lance Gross and Jurnee Smollett-Bell age so aggressively at the end of Temptation? I mean come on, son!
If Zimmerman had the right to defend himself but used poor judgment does his “poor judgment” not important? I guess not. #B37
When will America get off of its own jock? The potential for greatness is still there (There but not inherent.) But overall we seemed to be turned on by our collective reflection in the mirror…yeah we’re Kanye West.
Those are just a few questions that have been bouncing around my head since Saturday night. Do y’all have any? I can’t promise you answers but this is your chance to get your queries into the universe. (Or my small universe anyway.) This is your chance…
Vaya con Dios.