Uncomfortable With The Idea Of Whiteness

While at my JFK meeting today, I felt uncomfortable with all the white people around me who had no idea of the turmoil that was happening in Ferguson, MO. Too often, this Euro-centric society gives us tokenism—-exceptions in their all white institutions—-instead of mass acceptance, but that doesn’t solve anything, especially my feeling of cultural insignificance.

During the blabbing of one of the speakers—I just sat in my chair upset at what was happening in Ferguson, Missouri; The slaying of an 18-year-old unarmed black man named Michael Brown by a white police officer, whom was reportedly, yelling at Mr. Brown to walk on the sidewalk instead of the street before he shot him 6 times.

I ask, when will the killing of unarmed black men, every two weeks by a white police officers, stop? not to long ago–just the yesteryear, 17-year-old Travon Martin was shot by a white man, 16-year-old Kimani Grey was shot 7 times by a white police officer, Kendrec Mcdade, 19-year-old college student was shot and killed by a white police officer, Timothy Russell was shot and killed after white police officers fired 137 rounds into his car—and the list goes on and on.

As the speaker continued blabbing, I kept saying to myself “my people are dying.” Unbeknownst, to the true nature of my obvious discontent—-the people around me felt uncomfortable because I wasn’t being a happy negro. Fuck that, I am going to let my frustration and discontent over a society that protects white police officers who murder unarmed black people, show, and if the benefactors of white privilege feels uncomfortable about that—then that’s too bad.