Gobbledygook

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Black Cyclops

Release what's in me...

I remember my father giving me books when I was a kid. At around the age of 7, I had read the Autobiography of Malcolm X, They Came Before Columbus, The Isis Papers. Admittedly I didn't understand everything I read but I did realize in later years it was something I was not learning in school. In one of those books I had, a book of Malcolm X speeches, brother Malcolm speaks about blacks not knowing the real meaning of revolution and if we did some of us would stop using the word so loosely; that if we really understood what it meant we'd use another word. A revolution was bloody. All revolutions in the history of man involved bloodshed.

Every time some black man or unarmed black child is killed there's the same pathetic cycle. There's a speech. A call for peace. Chants of "no justice, no peace." The killer walks. We march.

Amadou Diallo?

There's a speech. A call for peace. Chants of "no justice, no peace." The killer walks. We march.

Sean Bell?

There's a speech. A call for peace. Chants of "no justice, no peace." The killer walks. We march.

Trayvon?

There's a speech. A call for peace. Chants of "no justice, no peace." The killer walks. We march.

Eric Garner?

There's a speech. A call for peace. Chants of "no justice, no peace." The killer walks. We march.

No change. Play a Malcolm X speech from 1963. Close your eyes. Hear his words and he can be talking about the headlines from today. Everything he says is still relevant and happening now. Nothing has changed.

Nothing. Has. Changed.

You cannot be surprised any longer when a killer of a black child walks away unscathed. It's expected. But something weird and unexpected happened the other night when news broke that Darren Wilson would not even be indicted for the killing of Mike Brown, an unarmed black teen. I happened to be watching CNN with my daughter at the time - and I felt... embarrassed. Helpless. Akin to a slave being in the next room while his wife is getting raped by the master. Then they urge you to be peaceful...

Hammurabi, one of the most celebrated Mesopotamian Kings is best known for his "Hammurabi code" an eye for an eye.

But why is it that we're the only ones walking around with one eye while the killer of our children still have two?