For some it’s a regular day. For others it’s the beginning of a month’s long celebration into a culture. African-American culture. Black History Month is upon us ladies and gentlemen. Let us celebrate and remember those who paved a way for us. Also, those who lost their lives during those trying times.
And again, we are in trying times. The Trump Administration is real. Not just a episode on ‘The Simpsons‘, it’s actually tangible. So real that it consumes us. All day our timelines and newsfeeds speak about ‘Trump did this’ and ‘Trump did that’. ‘Trump signed this’ or ‘Trump said that’. It’s really annoying and to the point I thought of throwing my phone off the L train. Fortunately, I still have it and still read it all despite my best efforts to ignore it.
But one thing that I realized we ignore often is those lives lost in most recent years. Today I just want to give us a moment to remember them again.
- Trayvon Martin was only 17 the day he was killed in South Florida. Didn’t get to see prom or graduation. A kid, minding his business when GZ decided to take the law into his own hands.
He was 17 years old.
- Sandra Bland was 28 years old that July day when she was stopped for a minor traffic offense. That minor traffic offense landed her in jail – for what? Who knows. – where she was found dead in her cell. Autopsy done found the cause of death to be suicide.
She was 28 years old.
But then there was Tamir Rice. And Alton Sterling. Sean Bell. Eric Garner. Mike Brown. Amadou Diallo.
So many lives lost. And that’s only the names I could remember.
Black History Month is a time to celebrate and a time to remember. The Dr. Kings. The Malcolm Xs. The Assata Shakurs. The Fred Hamptons. But let us also not forget the Dontre Hamiltons. The Ezell Fords. The Walter Scotts. The Freddie Grays.
Just to name a few.
It’s Black History Month. And Black Lives Truly Do Matter. So let’s not forget the people who helped us remember.
Happy Black History Month.