On July 13th, 2013 George Zimmerman was acquitted of the heinous slaughter of innocent Trayvon Martin and with the verdict a bit of my own naiveté died. The justice system seemed broken and I awoke to the privilege I’d been dealt all along by the dumb luck of my skin’s low melanin count. Just last week the police acted out of fear and prejudice and shot Philando Castille & Alton Sterling on camera in MN and LA respectively. It’s past time to join peaceful protestors. To recognize that all lives can’t matter until black lives do. To open my heart and soul to blackness. To practice the humanity I preach. Watching movies is not enough, but here’s a black one. Huey Newton & Bobby Seale’s lives are dramatized. A black child dies because a stoplight isn’t installed in the ghetto.
