I don’t care if you hate me. That’s your problem. I don’t hate anyone. I don’t let people live rent free in my head. I vent and let go.
For the last two weeks this country has allowed some B.S. to make a point. WTH? Violence does not solve anything. Rioting, looting, burning, and hurting others does not solve any problem.
What is happening is wrong! I’m sickened. What happened to George Floyd is wrong. What happens to anyone who is killed by another person is wrong. I will not elevate Mr. Floyd to Saint status; because his history speaks for itself. Each and every person responsible for his death needs to be brought to justice. But I have to ask, since when is a bad guy, resisting arrest, the hero?
We the people are being divided by the media, the “new” democratic party which is pandering to the minority and the socialistic premise that has proven wrong time and time again. What is wrong with this country? We are destroying a great nation; because of a few bad apples.
I have met both good and bad police officers. Just like I have met good and bad people. Mistakes are made everyday and like Jesus said, “He who is without sin cast the first stone.”
The systematic cleansing of our history is wrong. Destroying history in favor of sparing the feelings of others is wrong. This country was built on the backs of many people of all colors and destroying this truth is not going to change it. It still happened just the way it did.
I am sorry that people are hurting. I am sorry that people have gotten killed. I am not sorry for what I have. I have things because I have worked hard to get here. I have met sexists jerks in this life; but I have faced it and overcome their hurt.
I have loved the unlovable. I have been the cheerleader for those who others have put down (including their parents). I truly believe that we are truly good people.
So, ask yourself this: Why is it that the only time the people come together to protest this treatment is AFTER an incident happens? Why are people not pushing for reform when nothing is going on? If there is a problem, FIX IT!
I remember the first time I encountered racism. I was a young Marine and my roommate was a black girl from NJ who was a pig. My half of the room was so clean you could eat off the floor. Her side of the room? She didn’t even make her bed; something that is a no-no in the Corps. She left food out, threw her clothes on the floor and come Thursday evening, when we had mandatory field day, she shoveled the stuff into her wall locker so our Friday inspection team wouldn’t see it.
We failed our first Friday inspection because of her and I was furious. She; however, accused me saying I was a racist. It wasn’t long before they moved her out of my room and put her, as per her own request, in a room with two other black women. These 2 women came to me afterwards and apologized to me. They had believed her lies and came to tell me that they now saw what the true problem was.
We also had two hour fire watch at the barracks. She had it for two hours one night and the one duty watch came 3x’s to wake her for the watch and she was so lazy that it was nearly a 1/2 hour before they could wake her and another 15 minutes before she left the room; making her watch only 1 hour and 15 minutes.
My second encounter was in S.C. I was working for the Avionics Officer and a black man proceeded to tell me all about how my ancestor’s repressed his and that I owed him. I proceeded to tell him how my great grandfather came to America in 1912 and was a Navy veteran in WWI and how my grandparents on the other side came over as a young married couple after WWI. Even though my family was treated badly, too; I don’t hold those who did so responsible for my position in life. I don’t believe I am responsible for their actions anyway.
What neither of these Marines knew is that my uncle Niles is black and I so love this man. My best friend growing up was black. My brother from another mother is black. That I just loved people, no matter color, race, creed, etc.
As a band mom, I am so proud of the accomplishments of our band members who have graduated and become better. Two such individuals, W.L. and N.W. (both black) joined the Air Force and still, several years later, keep in touch with my son and ask about their “mom” and how I am doing. BTW, I’m not defending myself, I am stating that if we all just saw people as people we’d be better as a nation.
As a Christian, I also have band kids that call me mom and are gay, trans and more. All we need is to LOVE THEM. It’s not our job to judge them. It doesn’t matter what they believe, feel or whatever, just LOVE THEM! I can’t cast a stone. I’m a sinner who needs Jesus.
I just love people. Agree with me? Great! Disagree with me? Great! That is the beautiful thing about this nation! We in the USA are allowed to have different opinions, thoughts and actions. I can’t imagine living in another part of the world where being a different color, sex or orientation will get you killed.
We need to change the way we perceive the world and know that it does not revolve around one person or small group. The world is for all of us to live in and share.
John 15:12 12 My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. (Jesus)
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