I love me…I love my hair (ain’t nothing wrong with it)
This photo was taken over 20 years ago by Todd Robertson during a KKK rally in northeast Georgia. One of the boys approached a black state trooper, who was holding his riot shield on the ground. Seeing his reflection, the boy reached for the shield, and Robertson snapped the photo.
I think the officer’s expression says it all. This child standing before him is being taught how to hate even though he doesn’t understand it. He probably doesn’t understand the difference between this and Halloween.
If any post on my blog gets really big, I hope it’s this one.
this is really fucking sad
i think of everything we learn without even noticing
You can always buy another dog…can’t buy another life
My 5 year old niece took this while I was getting a manicure. I was so spaced out watching the “reveal” of the name of the officer that took the life of Mike Brown. I was trying to figure what relevance is it telling the media that the convenient store incident had NOTHING to do with this cop killing this young man…but continue showing the surveillance like it did…I was contemplating how I as an African/West Indian (born in America) can uplift my community, and continue to lead the clients/friends/family that I encounter to empowerment. To not give up the fight for equality. That we should love one another and continue to educate those that continue to make a mockery of OUR history? I was feeling angry, sad, helpless, revengeful, and a number of other feelings (nearly messed up my nails) at that time. I yet, had a sense of faith, and hope. I trust and believe in God, and am growing closer to him and building a stronger relationship with Him. I believe that with His help…I can accomplish all I need to for my clients, for my family, for my friends, and to anyone that I may meet. Turning to Him is the only answer I have right now. You may not agree, but that’s not my concern. This heartache is not going to last forever…and that is what keeps me moving.