Our Nation’s Original Sin Returns
to Haunt Us
“If you can't speak out against this kind of thing
A crime that's so unjust
Your eyes are filled with dead men's dirt
Your mind is filled with dust
Your arms and legs
They must be in shackles and chains
And your blood, it must refuse to flow
For you let this human race
Fall down so God-awful low” – Bob Dylan
Your eyes are filled with dead men's dirt
Your mind is filled with dust
Your arms and legs
They must be in shackles and chains
And your blood, it must refuse to flow
For you let this human race
Fall down so God-awful low” – Bob Dylan
Having done nothing to earn or deserve such
a societal ranking of honor or prestige, merely by happenstance of birth, I am
a member of the most privileged demographic in these United States, that of a
white, heterosexual male. Additionally beneficial, prior to experiencing a personal
Great Awakening to Atheism, I was also a Christian. Had I but sprung from the gold-leafed loins
of a Koch, a Rockefeller, or a Romney, I would have filled the inside straight of
American privilege, but my boyhood reality was lower middle class. However,
having been given the pigmentation that 4 out of 5 “real Americans” surveyed
prefer, it was fairly effortless to improve upon that initial economic
standing.
In 55 years, I have never been arrested,
never been stopped or questioned by a police officer, never been followed down the
aisles of a grocery store, never been refused housing, never been passed up by
a taxi, never been called names demeaning to my skin color or ethnicity and have
never felt my life placed in jeopardy - more than half a century without ever
experiencing a single instance of any kind of discrimination. I live in one of the two Americas, for only
18 years, Michael Brown lived in the other.
It’s important to have a historical and ethical
context and recognition of where our journey began as a country. We were
founded by massacring one people and stealing their land, and today we continue
this debasement by turning Native-Americans into racist, humiliating, and
offensive sports mascots. We were built
on the backs of another people that we enslaved. And today, there is an undeclared war on
young, African-American males. As a nation, we have intolerance and bigotry in
our bloodstreams, it’s part of who we are as a people, a country and a
political and social institution. We suffer from an original sin that no nation
could ever properly atone for, and until we acknowledge, accept and attempt to
move beyond our ugly past, it will continue to haunt us.
“Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice
everywhere.” – Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Current common and often all too accepted behavior
has to cease. Whether they are completely unarmed, or armed only with a bag of Skittles,
it’s not okay to keep exterminating young black men. And, sadly, in some locales, to do so is not
only custom, but law. Twenty six states
have instituted “Stand Your Ground” or “Shoot
First” edicts allowing individuals to use deadly force to injure or kill,
provided that the shooter can convince a judge that he or she had a reasonable
fear of imminent death or great bodily harm. In practical terms and in numerous
cases, even beyond the assassination of Trayvon Martin, the applied use of this
legislation has come to mean that all a killer need do is express feelings of
fear in the face of an ebony visage, be they threatened by hip hop played too
loudly, a scowling facial expression or an uncomfortable verbal exchange, and they
are free to fire at will without concerns of legal reprisal.
Sorry officer, this isn’t a Godzilla movie
where you fire and fire and fire at the approaching and unstoppable monster until
bereft of ammunition, at which point you futilely toss your now empty weapon only
to witness it bounce off his impenetrable hide as you flee screaming for your
very existence. Despite the constable’s fearsome description, Michael Brown was
no demon, and it was Wilson who ceaselessly discharged his pistol at a teenager
deprived of any means of defense. But the facts of this gloomy case have become
irrelevant for the prosecution and the conservative media, the tweets, and the
blogosphere assured that it was never, never Darren Wilson, the assassin, who
was on trial but only Michael Brown, the victim.
Thanks to prosecutorial due diligence, ignorance
and institutional racism, this was about a kid who stole some cigars, and not
about an officer of the law, sworn to
serve and protect, who instead took it upon himself to be judge, jury, and
after 12 shots, executioner, having determined that the proper sentence for
robbing a convenience store was capital punishment.
The solution to this malicious, unlawful and
complex dilemma may be deceptively uncomplicated. There need not be two separate and unequal
justice systems, or two distinct and independent countries. Americans could
attempt to move beyond a shameful history and learn to dismiss the violent, hateful
and divisive rhetoric of Fox, Limbaugh, Hannity, Palin and their vile ilk to regard
African-Americans, as well as all minorities, as people, regular people –
sharing the same emotions, the same needs, the same feelings, thoughts,
problems, circulatory system and internal organs (to quote the Bard, “If you
prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us,
do we not die?) deserving of compassion and humanity and entitled to the same
rights, legalities and justice, rather than viewed as targets of vigilantes and
police who too often shoot first and ask questions later.
This United
States is full of Michael Browns, Kimani Grays, Ramarely Grahams, Sean Bells,
Jonathan Ferrells, Oscar Grants, Kendrec McDades and Trayvon Martins – young
African-American men, unarmed, gunned down, justice denied. Their tragic tales
legion, their sad stories too soon forgotten, lives briefly lived in the second
America.
“I’m sorry, but I would shoot
Michael Brown again.” – Officer Darren Wilson
In 1962, Bob
Dylan composed the song “The Death of Emmitt Till” the musical saga of the 1955
murder of a 14 year old black teen for the crime of whistling at a white woman.
In 2014, we now know that,
unfortunately, the times are not really “a-changin’” rapidly enough.
“This song is just a reminder
To remind your fellow man
That this kind of thing still lives today
In that ghost-robed Ku Klux Klan
But if all of us folks that thinks alike
If we gave all we could give
We could make this great land of ours
A greater place to live” – Bob Dylan
To remind your fellow man
That this kind of thing still lives today
In that ghost-robed Ku Klux Klan
But if all of us folks that thinks alike
If we gave all we could give
We could make this great land of ours
A greater place to live” – Bob Dylan
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