Thursday, December 17, 2015

Why Black Lives Don't Matter

I don't typically blog about popular memes or even current events. It's not because I'm unaware of or even ignorant of it all, but most of it is just "background" noise in the grand scheme of things.

This includes even Presidential elections. You won't read anything here about the current candidates, their various platforms, etc. Because its just more of the same "noise".

Here, the focus attempts to look at the "big picture"...

But, before this blog /Justice/Is Correct blog was started...back when I started contemplating doing a blog some years ago long before the blacklivesmatters hashtag, I was VERY tempted to create a blog entitled Black Lives Ain't Worth Shit ...B.L.A.W.S. for short.

It was an admittedly cynical conclusion after a study of history i.e. Belgian Congo/Leopold/Slavery/Rwanda, then a study of contemporary items i.e. public lynchings/Lumumba/MLK/"black on black" murder/crime statistics/prison population..

Cynical? Maybe, but it was to drive home a point. Black lives = Nothing...really, less than nothing.

Thinking back, I do not find it coincidental that my first awareness of murder (so-called "Black on Black") was while watching the movie "Cooley High" (1975).

I still remember being really saddened by the character Cochise's demise...and as I should've been. This was an appropriate response to seeing something so blatantly incorrect.

The childish mind ponders:

What drives one person to end the existence of another?

While only a movie, witnessing this "act" as a child has obviously  impacted me on some level, for after all, some thirty years later and here I am writing about it.

But again, I don't think this to be coincidence. Funny too because in comparison, Cooley High was "tame".

Compared to:

Boyz n the Hood (1991)

New Jack City (1991)

Juice (1992)

Menace II Society (1993)

These stand out but there are others.

Follow this up with:

Tupac Shakur, murdered, age 25 (1996)

The Notorious B.I.G., murdered, age 24 (1997)

By the late 1990s, one could almost be forgiven if "black-on-black" murder no longer provoked the same emotional response that it did during the 70's.

Just the above sampling of movies, through subtlety, eroded the emotional impact of seeing/hearing black males ending the existence of other black males (by murder).

Murder is now "normal".

And please spare the "art imitating life" argument because it doesn't wash...besides it's an insane argument in the first place.

Murder should not ever be imitated.


Murder should not (have ever) exist(ed).

And this is the crux of why black lives don't matter and B.L.A.W.S.

Because black people have become so seemingly numb to it when it occurs at the hands of another black individual that it becomes almost a footnote....and significantly diminishes any impact that #blacklivesmatter might otherwise illicit.

Exactly who are we hoping to convince that black lives matter?

Make no mistake, there is no justification for one person ending the existence of another, especially when that person doing the killing is masquerading as a police officer, but black people have literally become unhinged to think (or believe) that black lives really matter.

Yes, black lives should matter - absolutely.

But, to even begin the process towards making black lives matter, what currently passes as "Black culture" has to undergo some very fundamental changes.

Among other things, changes (a code) like, black people should limit all contact with another black person  unless and until we have something constructive to do or say.

Reason being is that we simply can not seem to get along with one another...A LOT of animosity.

Yes, we believe that we get along, but we really don't. This is a lot of pretense. The evidence is hard impossible to miss if you're honest.

This simple act of only coming together for constructive purposes would curtail a lot of unnecessary conflict...a lot.

Its mathematical: as can't be in conflict with someone that you are not in contact with.

Make black lives matter.

Towards Justice.

Eric Spann (copyright 2015)

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