We talk all the time, but last night we had a long conversation...
All of this destruction... and for what?
Will a single thing change?
We all want the same answers.
That isn’t radical. It’s common sense.
That’s reality.
Black men are getting shot inside them.
And yet.....
Which is insanity.
We talked about why Black people are taken for granted by the Democrats.... and often ignored by Republicans.
Then he pointed me to an episode of #Blackish that covered it. It’s a few years old, but truly Genius.
We talked about black mold in the schools. So of course we talked about Mayor Stoney and Gov Coonman.
Always.
The Media makes everything so confusing for the uninitiated.
(Some conversations are meant to be kept in the family)
Everyone in her family has gone to an HBCU, she will continue that legacy.
Which lead us to talking about Donald Trump. HBCU & his Stupid Mouth.
Yet no one wants to give him credit. So what does Trump say?
“I saved Black Colleges!”
Great policy but It came from Trump.
So The Media won’t talk about it.
Which lead us to talk about Obama.
I told him, his joy at the historic election helped me keep my Obama Derangement Syndrome under control for the first 4 years.
We laughed.
He had an opportunity to pass the same legislation that Trump has and didn’t.
Why isn’t #Juneteenth a holiday already? Why does it take Trump to get it done?
How we both had different kinds of prejudice introduced to us as kids.
Everyone is beholden to someone.
Here’s what I said:
Everything takes time, but the single most important thing is that we all keep talking.
He says he only jumps on Twitter to “see whose cage” I have riled. Thinks its fun to watch me snark at people, “who don’t know that you don’t give a fuck”.
I love him so much. Maybe he’ll see this.