I am disappointed in myself because thousands of opportunities to start conversation with whites about current happenings has passed me by.
But to dwell in my guilt is to change the conversation to center around me. And my self pity will not end racism. In fact, self pity is an inherent privilage. Those with time and comfort can allot space for self pity.
So, without further adu, I am back on track.
Watching Straight Out of Compton in the comfort of my police-escort-free local movie theater liberated my blogging stalemate. Issues that have a disproportionate affect on Black Lives have changed little since high school. The Rodney King guilt-free verdict brought police brutality issues to light. The murder of Freddie Grey, resulting protests, and justice review findings brought the issues back up but now they have blended in to many recored police murders since Freddie.
I am keeping on keeping on. Turning my guilt into everyday action. Everyday actions can change anything.