Monday, July 15, 2013

On the death of Trayvon Martin

I’m going to say this and leave it here and move on with my life.  Right now I am on a media blackout.  Everyone is sitting around on fb, twitter, etc lamenting the fact that George Zimmerman got away with murder.  They are right to a point and we let him.  Let me explain how I see it.

The travesty that is the Trayvon Martin case is that black men did not do what they were supposed to do.  Specifically, the black men of my generation.  When the baton was passed to them to continue the struggle they dropped it.  You see, instead of getting married, building strong families, and continuing to build on the political power base that was started in the 60s and 70s, they decided to sow their wild oats.  Some of them are still sowing them well into their 40s, 50s, and so on.  All while blaming black women for the failure of the black family.

I’m not going to get into a finger pointing match of who was supposed to do what.  Black folks have been doing that for a couple decades now and nothing is changing for the better.

One of the men on BA posted an article about the genocide that is going on in Chicago. *shrug* We have the same genocide going on in Baltimore, and other metropolitan cities where economically and socially challenged blacks live. When you have babies instead of building families genocide from within is the result.  And they want us to feel sorry for them. I can’t.  I lived in those same neighborhoods and I fought and clawed my way out.  It is easy to sit back and do nothing.  It is harder to get up and do something besides talk about change.

They, black men, say they want media coverage of what is going on in the black community. Gee whiz, when Tyler Perry does a play about the things that are going on in the black community it is all lies, etc, etc.  His plays put a lot of blame for our problems at black men’s feet.  He doesn’t let black women off scot free either. But see, when you want to be the leader then you actually have to LEAD and not be led.  They want caucasians to lead them to their place as “kings”. *eye rolls* Where in the history of this world is it written that any king was handed his power and kingdom by another mortal king?  Seriously, where? More importantly, why would caucasians do such a thing?  In their eyes it profits them to keep the status quo just as it is.  It doesn’t but that is a post for another day.

What I have learned from studying caucasian history is that the reason they win is because they are tenacious!  They do not stop until their objective is obtained.  Then they find a new objective and keep pushing. Success is not a destination. It is a journey. It is a journey they are in for the long haul.

Hispanics in this country follow in that same vein.  They build families. They build communities. They have built their political power base. I offer the following example: in my great state of Maryland illegal aliens can now get a driver’s license and free healthcare. *blink blink* They pay not one income tax anywhere but they can drive the same roads that US citizens, born and naturalized, pay taxes for the upkeep on. And they can do so legally. They can get free health care and have not paid one dime into social security.  That is what having a community to back you does. You build a community by building families. Parents care about their children and the community they grow up in. They vote. They call their congressmen and senators when there is a community concern.  Baby daddies and baby mommas just sit around talking about how bad things are and when are white folks gonna fix it.

I’m not gonna lament.  I’m going to work for the change I want to see. I’m going to funnel all my emotional energy into what I’m doing for change. I don’t expect the world to change overnight. Only a fool would expect that. Sweety, Columbus sailed the ocean blue sometime around 1492. It took over five hundred years to see a black president of these here united states but we got one. Perseverance, tenacity, hope, imagination, and so much more. And of course, not to forget God. Me and Him got a relationship that is quite different from most. It doesn’t require me judging another soul. Just my own progress in life.

Instead of the folks in Florida lamenting and being angry I offer this, there were at least fifty-eleven (yes that’s a term these days) things that George Zimmerman did wrong that they could be lobbying to make illegal now. Starting from when the 911 operator told him not to engage the young man and that the police were on their way. If you’re angry, sad, mad, depressed, etc then get off your butt and start lobbying for change. Start lobbying for a new law. Contribute that dollar you were saving till the end of the month to Trayvon Martin’s parents’ defense fund for a civil suit. Every action counts.

If you don’t like the war young black men are waging on each other in your city then I suggest you stop complaining about it and be about it. Be a mentor or be a victim. Because I assure you, Shaquan and ‘nem are coming for you one day if you don’t. Get back to teaching young black men to be men and leaders instead of baby daddies. Forget the finger pointing of who did what to who when. It doesn’t help. Each day new children are born and they need guidance to be better than the streets where they were born.

If you don’t like what is going on in your world then shut up, get up, and do something about it. I ain’t saying you got to change the whole world with your one idea, dollar, action, phone call, letter, etc. But if each person did what they were able to do to work towards a positive change think of what we could accomplish. I think of it this way: the United States of America started with a couple ships and look at her now.

*shrugs* Be the change or be the problem. I’m working on my way of being the change. No tears here. No cussing or fussing either. That is wasted energy that takes away from my work on the solution.

As for George Zimmerman?  He will spend the rest of his life looking over his shoulder. Thanks to the news media, we know what he looks like fat and skinny. I predict one day we’ll hear that he is dead. Whether by his own hand or someone else’s I can neither say nor really care. He sealed his fate when he shot down another human being for no discernible reason.  I leave him in the hands of the God I serve. He’s merciful but He is vengeful, too.

My condolences go to Trayvon Martin’s family. May they find a way to heal despite this travesty.  I hope they seek a civil trial. I hope we all stand behind them and send them a million dollars or more for the legal dream team they need to win.

I hope that black folks wake up, stop blaming, and get moving.

*heads off to lunch*