Drugs Are Bad

So how much crack cocaine do you think gets done at Fox News every day? I am pretty sure that it is a lot more that gets done in most of America’s inner cities and a large part of it’s suburbs. Those people are insane! Really. I sometimes tune in to their shows to see what their spin is, and my God! Either they are serious pure bred racists, heavily involved with mind altering drugs, or they all need psychological help that goes way beyond what’s in the books.

I mean, it’s one thing to have a certain political slant. we are used to that in today’s 24 hour news cycle. A certain amount of crap has to be spewed in order to fill all of that time. When I was growing up, the maximum amount of hours for the news cycle, even on a busy day was about 6 hours or so. But now, they have to have something to say all day and night long. So I guess it helps to have a certain bias to give you something to chase.

But sometimes I just sit in disbelief at what I hear and have to wonder if these people actually believe what they are saying. Am I alone in that? I have to hope that they are just trying to get paid like everyone else who works for a living and that they don’t actually buy into the diarrhea that they themselves are spitting out. It just can’t be. Are our own people, our fellow countrypersons truly this evil? Do they feel and talk this way at home, to their friends, neighbors, relatives, and God? That last one, is a horse of another color, so I won’t go into that, but I do hope they are at least correcting themselves in their prayers. And that’s all I have to say about that!

Quite frankly, I don’t know what to do with it. You can’t combat hate with hate, so that’s out. I don’t really desire to hate anyone regardless of how much they hate me and anything I might stand for. But sometimes, I think that’s exactly what they are trying to pull out from within me. That would give them the ammunition they need to call me a racists or better yet, a thug. Fox news loves throwing around that word. Could be the new “nigger” for all that?

I can hear the sound of rolling eyes from all over as anyone might read this, but I have to say that such a canned response is no longer believable. Nor is the “playing the race card” crap, for that matter. It is what it is. When you show me the stats showing the white kids randomly shot buy cops on a daily basis, then maybe I will start to lean in Fox New’s direction. If it’s happening, I’m sure not hearing about it, and I know that I would. We all would. Then, we would have a problem. But as long as it’s just “thugs” being killed by police and random neighborhood watch members, there’s no problem. Just a bunch of animals destroying their own city. Those are not my words, but words Tweeted to me by a nice “non-racist” gentleman from Missouri last week.

Animals? Well, yeah. That’s what we do with animals right? Hunt them and kill them. And I guess it’s hunting season lately. I would love to suggest a hunting season of our own, but then I would be simply another “thug” that would need to be wiped off the face of the earth like any of the other animals correct? Well, worry not my friends; I will think of something else. And the solution will be more painful to some people than anything physical could ever be. This is my warning post.

There are some, cheered on by Fox News and others who seek to exterminate us. And then there are some who are eying you with the intent to make you feel the pain for every single unarmed child that you kill. And you will feel it, I promise. I am sure that I am not alone when I say that I am tired of asking nicely to be treated with mutual respect, and having that request spit at, and stomped on, and ultimately killed by someone thinking they are some kind of God doing society a favor.

While we, as a country, shake our fingers at everyone else for the way they treat their people, we are still treating an entire segment of our population like the animals that some people trapped in the 1800s still think we are. And these people are teaching their kids the same ideas that were taught to them.

Well, I’m not asking anymore. Stop asking. Start telling. Start showing.

Have a wonderful, rose-colored day.

Keep Asking

I am curious today.  Not that I am surprised at the outcome.  I am becoming surprised at the reaction.  “No peace, no justice. No justice, no peace!”

Fine.  There is still no justice.  Why is there still peace?  When?!  When are we going to decide that we are going to protect our own children?  The justice system is not going to do it.  I think that’s been proven over a much longer history than just the two Florida cases that we have recently observed.  I have posted on this blog before, my observation of what a young black life is worth in this country.  How much more proof do we need?  How many more children will we bury before we decide that this is not acceptable?

Blacks have been asking for decades to be considered human beings.  We have continually accepted breadcrumbs and symbolic gestures, and continue to observe no real changes.  We bury child after child after child, and we observe no real changes.  We elect a black President.  And still, no real changes!  In fact, in my own humble opinion, it has gotten worse since that time.  Try and vote in Texas without your gun permit.  Try and use your student ID.  And yet we keep asking.  Nicely.

I ask again.  How many more children will we bury before we decide that this is unacceptable?  You say it’s already unacceptable, but are you ready to do something about it?  By any means necessary?  Do you have a limit?  What is it?  Are you aware of how the Irish gained respect in this country?  Would you be willing to go that far?

I have some strong feeling about all of this.  Obviously.  But I’m going to stop here.  I want you; the people, to think about it for a while and we can revisit our options.  While you are thinking about it, ask yourself this.  If I had fired my weapon 10 times into a vehicle full of unarmed but tough talking white kids in a claim of self-defense; would I have gotten off as easily as Mr. Dunn last week?

Ask yourself.

Love you guys,

Toby

12 of 14

Twelve days into the year and we have already had 14 homicides around Baltimore.  As someone who lived in D.C. when crack was new and we were the murder capitol as well as the country’s capitol, I had hoped we would never sink to such lows again.

I am wrong of course. Detroit, Chicago, and Baltimore have followed suit, as well as a host of other cities over the years that should not have equal billing. None of these cities should be on any such list. Primarily because it should not be that easy to kill someone.

I am not talking about the firearms debate because it’s not really about that. I understand going after them because it would seem the easiest way to curb the random and not-so-random violence that is striking all of our neighborhoods all at once. However, it goes beyond that.

How does one human being kill another human being in any situation outside true survival. True survival being a more tangible reason than just “fearing for my life.” Perhaps in a fight over what I knew was the last drinkable water on earth, or the last fertile female with whom I might start to re-populate the earth, I could kill quite easily.

But who knows? During a similar discussion with someone in my inner circle, I was told that he wouldn’t even want to kill for those reasons. I am skeptical, but have to take him at his word while hoping we never have to find out.

With all of that said, I find myself feeling flat that one person close to my family had to spend her Christmas having lost her brother about a week before. That homicide remains unsolved of course. He was found shot to death. That’s all we know.

Number 14 was found similarly in a crashed car this morning. Now I wonder what we can do under the circumstances. There are 350 days to go.