human rights

I hate that I’m afraid to walk past a cop in this country

I hate that I’m afraid to walk past a cop, I hate that my tax dollars are an accessory to innocent people dying and I hate how it makes me feel about being Black in America. I shouldn’t have to dress and act a certain way to be considered a human being, also I shouldn’t feel responsible for the actions of people that happen to be african american as well.

You don’t have to be a minority to have an opinion or to empathize with what’s going on in the country, just how I imagine I don’t have to be a woman in this country to understand they have it bad as well. The interesting thing here is that while I don’t condone violence the world has a history of acting belligerent to get what it wants. Whether it’s the Salt Riot of 1648 to the Philadelphia riot of 1742 to the Anti-abolitionist riots in 1834 or the Rice Riots of 1918 and so forth and so forth.
While rioting is counterproductive I find it interesting that the results from history tell a different story. I guess you just have to find the right riot that’s your cup of tea.


Adventures of Being stuck alone on an elevator with a white woman


While being stuck alone in the elevator with a white woman, I turned to her to make sure she was okay. As i turned around with my Captain Marvel comic (CAROL CORPS!) and my Dr. Strange Shirt, I was surprised to hear her blurt out “don’t hurt me, I don’t have any money or drugs!!” I quickly reassured her that I wasn’t “that type of black guy” while adding ” what do you take me for!?”
she laughed and quickly warmed up to me and took my advice on breathing. The elevator eventually moved again, but before she got off the elevator she wanted a hug for the help I had given her. As I hugged her I couldn’t help but ask ( knowing the answer) what made her think I wanted drugs? To make a long story short, she admitted that being alone in a elevator with a black man terrified her.
This. This reminds me of the time I went to visit a friend who was throwing a small get together. When her friend asked openly ” what music should we listen to” right when I opened my mouth to say something, the woman responded with ” We are NOT listening to rap music” …. I actually wanted to listen to the 80s, Madonna to be exact. I responded promptly with “Now how did you know I wanted the fried chicken”… This is something I deal with every day. NO JOKE. I can understand how a woman can feel uncomfortable being alone in a elevator with a man, I get it. It hurts, but I get it. What I don’t understand is how people can make assumptions about an entire race. 

It really is a shame, it’s not my job to make other people from different backgrounds feel comfortable, just like it’s not a woman’s job to respond or entertain these creeps on the street.