Open Season

Over the weekend a young black man was by the name of Mike Brown, was murdered by a white police officer in Ferguson, Missouri.  According to multiple sources, he was unarmed.  Another young brown male was with Mr. Brown and has stated to several news outlets that the police officer approached them in a disrespectful manner, cursed at them, and subsequently hit one of them with the door of his/her police cruiser.  He states that Mr. Brown was in a surrender pose when he was shot multiple times. 

This hurts my heart.  It seems to be open season on our young black men.  They are being killed with no regard and no consequence.  It seems as though the majority is out to finish what they stated decades ago, killing us off.  Mike Brown could have been my baby, my nephew.

The black community is PISSED, especially those in Ferguson and the surrounding areas.  They have taken to the streets in a series of silent/non-silent protest that have resulted in riots, looting, tear gas, rubber bullets, arrests and more.  

I'm not a fan of rioting/looting, however, I empathize with them.  My thought is they feel this is the only way their voices will be heard.  There is no coverage of the crime, racial profiling, harassment, poverty and the plagues the area.  Very little has been done to address the issues.

The media is putting a spin on this, as always, and depicting both the victim and the citizens of Ferguson in an unsavory light.  The outrage is NOT on the fact that a young, unarmed, black male lost his life; it is on the rioting and looting.  The powers that be seem to want to change the narrative and not look at the root cause. 

It's just sad.

I weep for young, black youth. 

I weep for all of those we have loss. 

I weep for society.  

Anger Becomes Her

I'm not sure when I became a real woman and realized being "crazy" wasn't cute, but it happened.

I don't remember anyone sitting me down and telling me my temper would lead me away from the things I wanted. 

During my teenage years/early twenties my temper and subsequent behavior was horrible. I would lash out verbally and physically at anyone, without much provocation.

I wish I would have had someone to sit me down with me during my formative years in attempt to teach me how to control my anger, but I didn't.

I'm noticing that a lot of the young women in this generation don't know now to keep their anger under wraps.  There have been numbers of news stories about young women fighting and the such. Cussing people out of no apparent reason....it's just sad.

Perhaps they don't realize that there behavior leads to health and mental problems.  They are hurting themselves more than anything else.

Not sure what I can do to help teach young women that that behavior is not the way to go. I want to do something.  I want to show and teach them how to handle difficult times with grace. I want to teach them the art of "killing them with kindness."