Why aren’t we scared of white men?

Yes, I asked that question. Yes, I know #notallwhitemen Blah blah blah. That’s the bullshit we hear from the privileged race when they don’t want us thinking about them poorly.

Unfortunately, that kind of credit doesn’t get extended to others, black men and Muslims in particular.

Whether we want to see it that way or not, black men are viewed as inherently scary, even as teenagers (Trayvon Martin). If it weren’t this way, why would so many cops who shoot unarmed black men get away with it. They get to play the scared card, even though it’s not justified.

Meanwhile, white men make up the vast majority of serial killers and mass murderers in the United States. Check this out.

But still, this idea persist that black men are scary. Muslims are scary.

WHY do we believe that? Because of what’s portrayed in movies? Who’s writing those screenplays? Who’s publishing those movies? Because of what we see on TV in the news? Who controls the media? Because of what your neighbors tell you? Do your neighbors have black FRIENDS?

It can’t be based on facts. Nothing supports the idea that black men are more dangerous than white men.

So what then? How about prejudices we hold near and dear to our hearts? It comes down to the idea that some is different. And because white people control the media, TV, movies, etc., there’s no way for people to successfully portray something else. Or, when they do, white people freak out about what’s happening on their TV (the success of Grey’s Anatomy, black*ish, How to Get Away with Murder). Never mind that MOST shows are still dominated by white casts.

When are we going to get real and address the problems? White killers and terrorists are treated as individuals – “James Holmes had mental problems,” making him an “other,” a “not one of us.” The same would have been said for the Columbine killers, Sandy Hook. All of it. At what point will people stop and just accept that yes, they were part of YOUR group? They are YOUR people.

Until we get there, they aren’t going to get the help they need. They’re cast off as things that don’t matter.

Well, excuse me. But I’m tired of people dying because people can’t accept that everyone’s got issues, and we’re all in this together.

 

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My new word for 2017: Me

My word for the year was “determined.” Really, it was, “I am a determined unicorn.” A good friend of mine says that we shouldn’t pick words in an attempt to outsmart the Universe, but I feel like my choice of determined is sort of kicking my ass. It seems like what I did was invite challenging situations to show just how determined I am. Like my regular life wasn’t enough for that. Ahem.

When I picked “determined” I was thinking about my commitment to my growing direct sales empire and making sure that I’m doing the most I can to succeed. I have been making strides toward that though the first 4 or so months not so much. I got caught up in being overwhelmed and having situations sort of fall apart that made it harder to do. I didn’t have focus. Some of that was because I had no idea how to keep all the ideas that were flying around in my head coordinated. Y’all, I don’t know what the hell happens up there, but it’s like a party with a loud DJ and no chaperone to tell it to stop.

I also wasn’t on the right meds at the beginning of the year. My emotional state was a bit of a mess, though I felt a bit better physically. Now I’m on the right meds, but my body is sort of taking a crap on me. To really have things move along sort of smoothly, even a little smoothly, is that my body and mind need to work in conjunction a bit better. They both need to be sort of okay. I still have some anxiety issues and dips into the dark places in my mind, but it’s happened less often. My body though? Ugh. I seem to be out of a fibro flare that lasted a good long while, so that’s positive. I just wish my lady garden would get with the program.

That all brings me to the point that I still need to be focusing on ME. I need to focus on getting my body together. I need to be more functional. Less tired. More able to wake up and get going. I need to take advantage of the fact that my mental health is more stable so I can be creative. Creativity is how I know that I’m okay. If I’m not creating, something is wrong. I read a lot more when things aren’t great. It doesn’t require any effort on my part.

I have found ways to keep the craziness in my head somewhat controlled. I am working on systems to make sure I complete things I want to complete and still get to create. I need to get a bit better about it though to fully explore everything I’m interested in. But, I really need my body to get more with me before I can do that. I hope that happens somewhat soon!

Anyway, thanks for continuing to read along! I do hope to add some more sound to this at some point so you can hear me rather than just read me. Maybe even a video from time to time! And as always, I appreciate the kind and positive vibes you send me. I do think they make a difference!