Happy Sunday, y’all!
This morning, I feel like I am taking the first step toward recovering from the impact these past six years have had on me.
Mind, this is simply an initial step on the journey forward and one that I welcome with genuine relief. However true healing will come with time. That and my willingness to continue to believe in and fight for an America which sees and values all of us!
However, I’m not going to lie, the part of me that has faith in America’s seriousness about the precepts upon which it was founded, has been significantly damaged. Irreparably…? We’ll see.
BTW-I’m not looking for advice as to how to take care of myself. I appreciate you giving a damn but trust me, I’m in a process.
Here’s the thing, I am just the most recent generation in my family to have my American dream threatened by white supremacist terrorism. It is obvious that the ideologies of hate and violence have deep roots in this culture. History notes that we’ve been here before. #DejaVu
After the Civil War, America embarked on a remarkable initiative where rights, privileges and most importantly, protections under the law were extended to emancipated Black people. This ambitious period in our history is called, Reconstruction.
Google it!
White supremacists lost their sh*t! They couldn’t handle the idea that Black people were deserving of the social, political and economic equality we were rapidly developing. What followed was a period of what amounted to state sanctioned terrorism against us. Lynch, burn, loot!
Rinse and repeat… for the next 100 years!
I believe it is time for a new period of Reconstruction in America. We need to hold our leaders accountable to Democracy and I am interested in working with those who are similarly committed to justice, fairness and equal protection under the law for all Americans. #bydhttmwfi
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On this Memorial Day, I remember a nation at war with itself
issuing a clarion call to men, 3/5ths of human in your eyes, and were enlisted and enticed with freedoms promised but then ultimately denied.
Then with the world at war, not once but twice, we cried, “At last, this will be the open door we’ll use to stride into democracy’s embrace!”
Then coming home we had our hopes and faces smashed; returning soldiers beaten without mercy, their transgression—wearing of the uniform and having the audacity of patriotic pride.
I genuinely believe that when we know better, it is incumbent upon us to do better!
My life experience informs me that America has been on a dark road since it’s inception. There has been, in my view, a conscious effort on the part of those who have controlled the historical narrative to deny and obfuscate critical aspects of our social underpinnings.
#ROOTS was my first professional audition. I was a 19 year old Theater major, @USC when I played Kunta Kinte.
My first day on the set the legendary @IAmCicelyTyson played my mother, Bings Kinte. @DrMayaAngelou played my grandmother, Nyo Boto. I was in the big leagues, fo’ sho!
I was in absolute, reverential, awe of the company I found myself in. The sole reason I wasn’t intimidated was the actor’s certainty that I KNEW who the character was. I knew that kid. I was that kid! #KuntaKinte #ROOTS
FTR - It is not “training” that causes a cop to put a 6yr old girl-child, facedown on asphalt, with weapon drawn, no less; it is the ability to de-humanize the person in front of you. You must divorce yourself from reality. #BlackLivesMatter
You must decide or be convinced that a human being’s worth, their value, is written on their skin. As policy and practice, it is the erroneous belief that there exists a strata of society that are deserving of such treatment. THIS MUST STOP! #BlackLivesMatter
It is the same kind of sick, delusional conditioning that makes it socially acceptable, normal even, for a man to sell his own children into slavery. THIS IS ABERRANT BEHAVIOR! UN-NATURAL. These practices and the systems that institute and support them, must be changed! #BLM
I’ve been busting my brain for about a week now trying to figure out how to do a live-streamed version of #LeVarBurtonReads. I figured that during this difficult time I could contribute by reading aloud to folks who could use some diversion for themselves and their families.
In order to avoid legal complications, I’ve gone down the rabbit hole searching through volumes of short stories in the public domain for appropriate content for families and have come up empty.
These are amazing suggestions y’all. Thanks for your input!
MORE NEWS SOON!
So, while attending a friend’s book signing yesterday in LA, I went to say hello to someone I hadn’t seen in a while and not since their partner died a few years back. This person is someone I’ve known for sometime but I wouldn’t necessarily call our relationship close.
As I greeted him and he introduced me around to his friends he suddenly and without warning or permission reached up and vigorously ruffled the back and top of my head.
Now, here is where the serious disparity in life experiences between Black people and White folks reveals itself. I calmly yet pointedly iformed him that he should never touch the head of a Black man without permission The issue here is body autonomy!