Sure they do, that’s the problem. For centuries in America, Black Lives have been seen as less than white lives. “Black Lives Matter” is simply a humble request to value the lives of Black people, and not treat them as 3/5ths, or any other value less than fully equal to your life.
If you’re angry about this, you’re actually angry at the country you live in being so horrible to people not like you for literally centuries. Please get real.
Not convinced? Read “Why you should stop saying ‘all lives matter,’ explained in 9 different ways” by German Lopez
Sometimes a conversation turns to my children. My daughter is comparatively easy, but my son is not. I used to say how old he is, and hope it would end there. When it didn’t, we entered into treacherous, uncharted territory.
We still might enter that territory, but these days we’ll take a different, less dangerous route. How old is he? I’m not giving you a number.
If I told you his age, you would have so many assumptions and misconceptions that we could easily spend the rest of our time correcting them. Let’s skip that part.
I don’t mean to be coy, but as I struggled to explain our unusual life, there are so many words you could intentionally or accidentally utter that would make me hate you, if only for a little bit. I’m trying to avoid that too.
You would likely be overwhelmed by the things he can’t do, and probably be unable to appreciate the things he can and does accomplish. Some of your questions would be predictable, others not. I would be unable to answer most of them to your satisfaction.
You might be curious about the drama, all the planned and unplanned trips to the doctor, his setbacks and victories, and what the future might hold. But I won’t burden you with our past, and none of us knows the future.
You would eventually be compelled to offer an unpredictable mix of sympathy and advice, almost all of it personally painful and infuriating. This is the part I’m most earnestly trying to avoid. My son isn’t a problem to be fixed, and I know you mean well, but…
Let’s just agree that he is far more exceptional than you or I will ever fully understand, and leave it at that.
Now, how about that weather we’ve been having?
I hate to be the one to tell you, but you’ve had so many things trying to keep you stupid since the day you were born.
In the 1970’s, everyone was breathing in lead from gasoline because while it permanently damaged our brains, it made cars run a little quieter.
in the 1990’s, before the internet, you had almost no opportunity to learn about other countries other than to physically go there and try to learn. Rumors and stereotypes passed as wisdom.
Even in the early 2000’s, news only came from just a few sources. There were a handful of networks on TV, and only a few other news agencies in newspapers and on radio. And they were so horribly slow.
Even today, your high school education has giant chunks of history forgotten or whitewashed. You were lied to about the past more often than not.
Finally, every single one of us had parents or caregivers from an even simpler, dumber time who usually have or had decades to influence the very way we think about the world and the people in it.
All this makes it critical that you do everything in your power to be a better person and overcome your own biases and misconceptions, so the children you influence have just that much less bullshit to overcome.
So get busy getting better… and smarter.
There’s a disease spreading all over the world that’s killing hundreds of thousands of people, and you have an cheap and easy way of making it less lethal for those around you, but you won’t do it because you might look silly, and you feel fine anyway.
Even if you don’t have any symptoms, wearing a mask will help reduce the odds of anyone you come in contact with getting this life-threatening disease. How it makes you feel is far less important than saving just one life. How can you not figure this out?
Not convinced? Read “COVID-19: How much protection do face masks offer?” by The Mayo Clinic.
This word is verbal blackface. Sure, it’s offensive on the surface, but it’s sooo much more disgusting when you consider the vulnerable people abused and tortured for centuries because of what it represents.
Governments have used this word — and others like it — to imprison and kill people for simply not being “normal.” Knowing this painful history and still using the word says far more about you than anyone else.
Not convinced? Read “An Open Letter to Ann Coulter” by John Franklin Stevens.
Can you really still argue that your absolute right to shoot pesky squirrels and repel foreign invaders is more important that protecting your neighbors from right wing radicalized terrorists — aka boys being boys — with AR-15s?
If your guns are so damn valuable, let’s put a property tax on every weapon and round in your doomsday bunker. I’m far less lethal with my minivan, and I pay taxes on that every year.
Not convinced? Read “Firearm and Ammunition Taxes” at RAND Corporation
How does the way someone dresses or wears their hair have an impact on your life? Genetic coinflips have an impact on all of our lives, but we don’t freak out about eye color, webbed toes, or the presence or absence of ear lobes.
Stop fixating on someones genitals or anything else about their body and worry about your own presentation, cuz right now you’re looking pretty ugly.
Not convinced? Read “Beyond ‘He’ or ‘She’: The Changing Meaning of Gender and Sexuality” by Katy Steinmetz.
Calling anyone “a female” is arrogant, reductive, and dehumanizing. When someone does this, I suspect they have a strong bias against women, and I look for (and usually find) additional evidence of this bias.
At best, it’s bizarrely clinical and awkward, unless followed by an actual noun, like “female gamer,” but why are you discussing gender anyway? Hopefully to fight stereotypes, and not play into them.
Not convinced? Read “Stop Calling Us ‘Females’ for Real, Though” by Ashley Velez.