What up world? This Earl back with another edition of The Blog About Nothing. A week ago I wasn’t sure I’d even do this again. That sounds funny now, but it really is true. Calling a blog “The End?” with a question mark, did leave me an out but I didn’t think I’d be doing this again. That’s what happens when you do something, anything, off of emotion. It can cloud your judgement. Don’t get me wrong: I meant every single word that was posted last week. Every single word. However, I shouldn’t stop doing what I like to do based off of some disagreements. I recently saw a post on Instagram that said “December, a time to finish what you started.” That’s what I’ll do, finish what I started. Welcome to December and welcome to The Blog About Nothing.
Although, as I sit here listening to the rapper Charles Hamilton, I wonder if it’s too soon for me to do this. The blog series will continue, no doubt, but I’m struggling for words at the moment. I have to be honest, and admit that the anger I felt in last week’s blog came from a picture I posted about the reaction of the no indictment verdict for Ferguson, Missouri Police Office Darren Wilson. The picture I posted on Facebook was a picture of a protester in 1964 holding a sign that said killer cops. Alongside of it was a picture of a protester in Ferguson holding a sign that said killer cops. I captioned it with the simple words “the more things change, the more things stay the same”. I only said those words in relation to the picture, and not making some grand statement that the situation for the black man in America hasn’t changed since 1964. I’m not some race card playing rabble rouser. It’s not in my D.N.A. to do so.
I’m a first generation American. The son of immigrants. My parents taught me to work hard in school, and to view myself the equal to any man. I’m proud to say I heeded those lessons well. I earned a Master’s Degree, and honestly I take shit from no one. However, incidents like the non-indictment for Michael Brown’s murder, and now Eric Garner’s leave me reeling from time to time.
Incidents like this often leaving me questioning the worth of a black man in America. I know that sounds weird from someone who just said he doesn’t think of himself a lesser, but incidents like this really do trouble my soul. However, I don’t live in some world where I should be afraid to live. I’m far from afraid nor do I prescribe to that bullshit hashtag on Twitter #alivewhileblack. All lives matter, and anyone who can make it through a day in this world safely should feel relieved to be alive. It’s that reason why I’ve taken a step away from social media the past few days. I’ll check in, like a post or two, but I have little to no words of my own.
For the first time in my life, I think I’m speechless. The non-indictment of the officers involved in the killing of New York City resident Eric Garner has me shaken. I’m sad, I’m angry, and I don’t really understand how the video of the incident, and medical report, which corroborates that Garner lost his life via an illegal chokehold from an NYPD officer, and yet there was no grand jury indictment. Here we had something that was different from Michael Brown, or Trayvon Martin. We had actual video proof of the incident, and there was no indictment. I’m surprised, stunned, and honestly I need someone to explain this to me.
Rest In Peace Eric Garner. My heart goes out to his family, and I pray that those who choose to protest this decision, do so peacefully.
So in the words of Charles Hamilton on his track Charles Hamilton Is Speechless, which comes from one of his last mixtapes StHZERO: The Death of Charles Hamilton, I’ll end this blog with the following words: I got nothing more to say, I got nothing more to say, I got nothing more to say, so let me shut the fuck up.
Thanks for reading. Thanks for supporting The Blog About Nothing. Peace.
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