I’m so content, I could cry. This past week, I celebrated my birthday with a fabulous dinner in my beautiful home, and even treated myself to a pedicure which left me feeling invigorated. Later in the week, I went out to eat in a favorite restaurant, and finally enjoyed a refreshing dip in our community pool. What a life. What joy.
Yet, also happening this week:
Christian Cooper, a bird-watching enthusiast, asked a woman in New York City’s Central Park to leash her dog. She responded by calling the police, fabricating the truth and claiming his behavior was threatening. The audacity of him to ask her to follow park rules.
George Floyd tried to pay for groceries with a fake $20 bill, one of the most heinous crimes in modern culture, right? Of course, he should be murdered by police in public. Makes sense, doesn’t it?
Earlier in May, Ahmaud Aubrey was jogging down a Georgia neighborhood street when a father and his son looking for vigilante justice killed him. They thought he might be a burglar, and after all, they were just making a citizen’s arrest. It didn’t matter the man was unarmed, and there was no proof of criminal behavior.
In the eyes of their accusers, Cooper, Floyd and Aubrey were all guilty of the same crime. They were black men.
And I’m so content, I could cry, because I don’t know what to do.
I’ve contacted both my senators and my congresswoman, expressing my concerns about our national leadership, and to support legislation that addresses hate crimes. And beyond that, I don’t know what to do to help right the wrongs.
Though I feel our president is morally corrupt, emotionally disengaged and mentally unhinged, I’m not blaming him for these atrocities. However, he is the leader who has hung the bunting on the stage of disrespect, which has empowered people to act beyond reason.
I’m a post-middle age white woman living in Arizona, transplanted from the upper Midwest. I can’t change what I am. But I can change who I am. I am tired of looking at memes on Facebook that are meant to heal, and reading inspirational quotes from Martin Luther King, Jr., Mother Teresa, and Brene Brown, and listening to uplifting songs of peace.
I am so content, I could cry. And maybe, that’s where I start. I just don’t know what to do.