I'm Tired - Off Topic

Long time, no see. And today's post will be off-topic, to a point. You see, I'm tired. I'm tired of seeing videos of black people minding their own business and having some nosy pain-in-the-ass say they don't have the right to be there. I'm tired of these same people calling the police because they feel "threatened" by someone sitting on a bench, walking in a parking lot, going to a mailbox, walking to their apartment. I'm tired of the police-calling people believing that they are right and SHOULD call the police because, well, why not? I'm tired of the police beating up on people. And killing them. And since they police themselves, what do you know, they get away with it. Black Lives Matter. That's not to say YOUR life doesn't matter, but to the police and many officials, black lives don't matter. The last time black BODIES mattered to those racist people, we were on the auction block. These are the same people who have no problem with the Confederate flag, or their generals, but understand how seeing anything related to the Nazi regime could trigger emotions to others. It's the same for black people. The same emotions. The same anger. Recently, a post blew up on one of the skating groups I belong to on Facebook. A woman was upset because of the protests and the people who were not wearing masks. What upset her was those people were allowed to protest without masks, but she couldn't skate. Skating was her therapy. This was translated by many people in the group as "my not being allowed to skate is as important as the protests over Black Lives Matter". Needless to say, it caused quite the stir. We all want to skate; I understand that. But, not being able to skate will not get you killed. Being black, CAN get you killed. There is no comparison. There are too many bullies on the police force. I should know, I went to school with two of them. One of them used to light firecrackers and hold on to them until almost the last second, and then throw it at someone. And laugh. I think he's a captain now. The other one would try to start fights with smaller kids; he tried to start a fight with me once. My dad, being my dad, taught me how to fight. I kicked that boy in the nuts; he never bothered me or my friends again. I think he's a captain too. Cell phone cameras help, but the police usually get a slap on the wrist and are out at the local bar before the person they've killed has been buried. All the cell phone footage in the world isn't going to help if the procedure is corrupt. Those slaps on the wrist will continue because it doesn't effect most people. Think about it. Do you know anyone who has been stopped, harassed or questioned by the police while going about their business? I do. Me, my sisters, and almost every black person I know. A bouncer at a club who stopped a fight was killed by police basically because he was the only black person around, so must have been guilty. The cops broke into a woman's apartment with a no-knock warrant and shot her; they had the wrong apartment and she was asleep. I could go on, but I'm just too tired. Tired of the hate.