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The Black Post

18 Feb

Guess what?

I’m Black.
(as if you couldn’t tell with the picture to the right of this post)

But I am.

Which means…. The current state of race relations in America and the things people say about my  brothers, sisters, friends,etc sometimes frustrate me to no end, and at other times they make me sad. So in lieu of Black History month, and well, me, being black, there are just some things on my mind I just have to express.

You see, you can’t understand certain experiences unless you have them.

You don’t know what it’s like to have people stare at you when you go in the store like you are going to steal something, just because you are black.

You don’t know what it’s like for people to express “how smart you are” or “how proper you speak” as if a black woman who is intelligent is something unheard of. (GASP)

You don’t know what it’s like to have people constantly accuse you of only caring about current politics because our president is black. (Come on people, really?)

You don’t know what it’s like to witness an African American man, who COMPLETELY deserved the sports honors he received  get called “thug” and the one that makes my skin cringe the most, “boy”.

You don’t know what it’s like to see your people in the streets fighting for justice and equality be called “thugs”, while white men do the same and are called “armed militia”

Yep. This is the world we live in.

So because of the melanin in my skin and because I have this burning desire to do so, I have to say something! I just have too. These are the things, my blackness wants to scream from the rooftops:

Number 1 : When you say, Love sees no color, you are right. But guess what? Racists do.

Number 2. Black Lives Matter, isn’t saying that the lives of others don’t. Every time you see #blacklivesmatter just add the adverb “too” on the end, k?

Number 3: We don’t care how many black friends you have. The number of black friends you have doesn’t qualify you for some type of program, badge, etc..
(I still don’t get this one)

Number 4: My hair, is my hair, because it’s the hair God gave me. Rather it’s straight, curly, kinky, relaxed, or natural it’s mine and I can do all kinds of things to it. Oh and no, I didn’t magically grow braids over night, they are extensions.

Number 5: There is nothing you can say to me, that will convince me that Trayvon Martin, Mike Brown, Eric Garner, Tamir Rice, Walter Scott, Sandra Bland, and the list continues that these people should be dead. NOTHING.

Number 6: Refers back to Number 5, don’t tell me that race didn’t play a part when you have people like Dylann Roof getting burger king after killing 9 people.

Number 7: No, I don’t have a baby’s daddy, yes my husband and I are married, and yes we are doing fine. It does happen. Don’t believe everything you see.

Number 8: Black Panthers were NOT terrorists. They were PROTECTORS. They ran free breakfast programs, sickle cell anemia screenings, and so much more. They wanted to show love for a people at a time where black people were forgotten most. They EMPOWERED black people and stressed that “black was beautiful” when the world said it was NOT.

Number 9: Saying I LOVE black people, and I LOVE being black, doesn’t mean I hate everything else. We should all love ourselves. Stop trying to turn Self Love, into <INSERT GROUP HERE> hate.

Number 10: God is love, he loves you, he made us all different and that’s okay. But don’t disregard my blackness.

This my friends, is my black post. Things I’ve been screaming to say on the inside, but maybe haven’t.

I still love you’ll!

Oh yeah, and #blacklivesmatter (too)

Until Next Time, Much Love,

Stephanie 🙂

P.S. – I love you’ll.. I hope you (STILL) love me 🙂

 

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What happened to Sandra Bland?

23 Jul

What happened to Sandra Bland?


The beautiful young vivacious woman who supported movements like “Black Lives Matter” and who wasn’t afraid to voice her opinion about racism and other madness going on in this world.

What happened to the young woman who spoke firm that being a black person in America was hard?

On July 13, Bland was found hanging from a noose made from a plastic bag in her cell at the Waller County Jail in Texas after being pulled over due to failing to signal a change in lanes. She was arrested for supposedly assaulting an officer during a July 10 Traffic stop, but my question is…

How does a traffic stop lead to a young woman, DEAD?

What is happening to my fellow brothers and sisters in police custody?

What about Kindra Chapman, 18, found dead in her jail cell?

What about Phillip White or Victor White?

This post is not a vicious attack against police officers because clearly I know some of the finest officers of the law. HOWEVER, I cannot deny that something is happening, that leads me to ask, DO BLACK LIVES MATTER?

YES!

I also keep seeing, All Lives Matter.

But until ALL LIVES are treated the same in today’s society, how can you even post #alllivesmatter,

WHEN THEY DON’T?

We need to keep having these discussions, and work together to figure out what it will take for our country to truly believe that All Lives Matter. It is not okay if all lives matter to some people, but not to others, and that seems to be the history that has continued to repeat itself. Racism does exist, and to be quite honest, it never went away.

What happen to just loving one another?

And how can you repost pictures saying that love wins, when hate is killing everyday?

Love should win for EVERYONE.

Let’s find Justice for Sandra Bland and for the other Sandra Blands and Freddie Grays that fail to get the media coverage they deserve.

What happened to Sandra Bland?

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