Black Lives Matter to me

I’m working on my voice and actions for racial equality. I have been a silent white. Inside myself I haven’t been silent but externally I don’t show it. I am changing that. I’m not a social media person. I don’t care for it. I prefer person to person interactions but this is a place where I can say to people who might want my help in this to ask me for it. To know that I’m available to this help. I don’t want to be a racist. Please tell me if I am being racist. I’m going to try some things. I’ll probably fuck up, but I will keep trying. I desperately want a world where we have equality. Where people, Black people, can feel safe. I have read many writings on this subject, but the first few minutes of this drove it home hard for me in today’s time. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=62opaXeyWZY

I knew growing up knowing that my black friends had to be cleaner than me, better behaved than me and were treated worse than me. A friend said to me of my black friend and I, “You can come into the yard, but he can’t. My dad says no [awful term] allowed in our yard.” If we got caught doing something, I was let off while my black friend had it worse. I wish the color of skin didn’t matter. I wish it so much.

When Van Jones said that there’s nothing left he can tell his sons to do to NOT DIE in a police interaction…I heard it. I heard it hard.