Sometimes I question if black Lives even matter to black people.
Although the reasoning behind the #BlackLivesMatter movement are 100 percent valid, I have a hard time believing that fair treatment from police will cure the ills of the African American community in this country.
There is no relationship amongst black people that isn’t in horrible shape. Black men and women don’t interact well with each other, the family structure in our community is flawed at best, and from the inside it looks as if we don’t love each other the way we once did.
There is no policy, law, or march that can fix that. Although the issues that African Americans face in this country are of no fault of our own, the behavior towards ourselves that is displayed daily can’t be forgiven.
Every time I log on to Facebook, there is somebody posting a video of a black person beating another black person in a manner that you’d think they wanted to kill them. This is sad to me for two reasons: one, why would you ever do anything to anybody in that manner? Especially a person that looks like you.
Two, how is this a form of entertainment for anybody? For me, somebody trying to kill someone else is never entertainment. I surely can’t find any value in seeing two black people trying to harm each other.
I fully agree that there should be legislation in place that protects us better from the treatment of police, but before we go asking for respect from anyone else, we have to start by respecting ourselves.
We as a race have to start loving ourselves first. The closer we are together, the harder it is to destroy us.
Despite what some of our so-called leaders may think, the key to black people progressing in this country starts and ends with us.