Let your anger insight change!!!!

We can be angry about the outcome of the Zimmerman trial, but unless we insight change, time will pass without any variances in the outcome of situations in the everyday lives of black people. This case is not the first to be a slap in our faces, and it surely won't be the last. However, if we make the proper alterations to our being, then we can get the change that we so hope for. 

Racism is real, stronger than ever, and lives deep in the hearts of those who possess it. It is not going anywhere anytime soon, so will we ever be able to live in this country with a lack of fear of being a victim of prejudice and/or injustice?

I want to first ask where racism originates? I mean, what makes a person think of themself as being "higher up" on the human totem pole than someone else simply because of race? Based on my knowledge of human anatomy and physiology, if you remove the epidermal layer of the skin (top layer), we are all the same color! In all actuality, that color just so happens to be WHITE! Have you ever heard the saying, "down to the white meat"? Yes, it's true! 

Americans of color must realize that the forty acres and a mule story, was an uninsured promise. We are not going to recieve any handouts that will empower us as a people. Government assistance is a handout, but is it a handout that will empower anything? No, it puts us in a place of submission. It demeans us. What must we do? 

I charge black America, mainly the lower and middle class, to stand up and take our places in America. No, we didn't ask to be here, but this is all we know. This is all we have. To vote for a black president does nothing if we don't vote locally, and give him the support he needs. We must first of all, educate ourselves. I didn't say to necessarily obtain a college degree, because somewhere in time, we have adopted the belief that a degree is what makes us educated. I was educated before I attended college! College simple heightened my senses, and perfected my knowledge of biology. It taught me nothing about living and succeeding in this world as a black woman. College is NOT for everyone, plus the mess is expensive, but reading is and has always been fundamental. There are so many resources that go unused which can serve as a means to enlighten us. We must become involved in our communities, and do whatever it takes to persuade young people that an education is their way out of most negative situations that they were born into. It leads to careers, success, and accomplishments that we can be proud of . Without it, the rut that our feet are dug into, will forever remain. 

Let your anger, pain, and disgust fuel the movement. It is never too late to make a change, but before we can change anything else (including non-minority opinions of blacks), we must first begin with ourselves. We must teach future generations that working for a living is the ladder to the top of the totem pole. Where did the notion that sitting on our asses all day is an ideal way if living? Answer, when it became so readily and easily accessible. When people were not put on a time limit as far as government assistance, that gave some people a comfort zone. It is perfectly alright to seek assistance when needed (disabled, laid-off, etc.), but to make a living off of it speaks to a person's character. To have babies (that the working class is providing for), and allow them to grow up observing your joy when you get your monthly voucher for rent and food, yet they have seen you at home laid up for the past two weeks makes me angry! When and where did you earn that money? I know.....it was taken from my check. Taken out of MY household. We then end up with a group of non-motivated, lazy young adults who feel they are entitled to a handout. NOTHING IS FREE. It all comes with some type of sacrifice. 

This never-ending cycle of doom and poverty will continue until a change is invoked. Will taking public assistance force people to get out and work for theirs? I work for mine. I cringe at the thought that my daughter was home schooled for preschool because my teacher income was not enough to afford preschool! My husband and I make too much for any government funded head-start program. Thankfully, she is smart and has a support system to assist her. I can't send my baby to preschool, yet I am the teacher who teaches the child whose mom sits at home and cashes out monthly from my paycheck! Her child gets best services, and by the time I get home to my own child, I am running on fumes. What sense does that make?

We must do better. We can't keep blaming the system for all of our woes. We must take the blame for some of the mess we get into. We do rob, steal, and kill! We can't get mad that we have a bad rap, we gave it to ourselves. We put ourselves in situations to be judged and stereotyped. It's sad that we can't express ourselves and show our diversity without being profiled as a certain type of person...a dangerous person.....up to no good. 

Pray you all, and pray hard. It changes things, but the Lord helps he who helps himself. 

We have so much to do, so far to go. Maybe this trial and verdict will serve as a wake up call to our people, not just blacks, all people. I call for unity, teamwork, and a fight for perseverance. Wake up before it's too late. We are no longer moving forward. Some think that because Obama has been elected that he is our saving grace. It means nothing. I have not "come up" nor do I feel any differently as an American citizen since we elected a black man as president. Racism rears its ugly head every time the representatives knock down anything helpful that he tries to pass. The lack of support gives off a heavy hint. Also, I have learned that Obama had not met with the Black Caucus for two years up until a few weeks ago! We are not primary to the issues of America. We have to make ourselves primary in our own minds before we become primary to the country. Black President or NOT!

Wake up and smell the stench of the old, stale coffee that we have been served. It's black.....dark black, like my emotions right now.

Until next time. Be safe people.

KiaWill