Have Hoodie Will Commit Crime
I just wanted to share a post with those who have not seen. I think the main basis of it came to mind when I saw this picture of Dr. King floating around the internet. Just think, as great as this man was in spouting the equaltiy of man despite ther race, he too would be slotted and discriminated upon if he were caught with a hood on.
“I feel that we as Americans are all equal and held together by a common thread. Like a treasured beaded necklace of different colors held together on a string, Held together by our necessities, our circumstances, and our humanity. Every color helps to make the necklace beautiful. We can never be a separate entity! Americans of all colors are so integrated that if we hurt one, we hurt all. Just like that necklace of treasured beads, leave one out and the gap is seen, break the chain and many of us are lost.”
About the Author: Ey Wade considers herself to be a caged in frustrated author of thought provoking, mind bending eBooks, an occasional step-in parent, a fountain of knowledge, and ready to share. She is the author of Beads on a String-America’s Racially Intertwined Biographical History a celebration of the accomplishments and contributions of all races to America’s illustrious growth and history.
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“I feel that we as Americans are all equal and held together by a common thread. Like a treasured beaded necklace of different colors held together on a string, Held together by our necessities, our circumstances, and our humanity. Every color helps to make the necklace beautiful. We can never be a separate entity! Americans of all colors are so integrated that if we hurt one, we hurt all. Just like that necklace of treasured beads, leave one out and the gap is seen, break the chain and many of us are lost.”
The hardest thing in man’s mind is to be tolerant of another or to
keep an open mind. In order to tolerate someone or something we have to
step out of our comfort zone. We judge without thought when something or
someone is different. As long as we (Black) people have been a part of
American society, you would assume we would be a value to America.
Though we strive to be like our White counterparts, accepted
unconditionally we are still fighting. We fight for the label of
Colored, Black, Negro, and African-American. I sometimes wonder if we
engage in a losing battle because the battle is not against ‘us’ per
say, but against the inner sense of shame, the shame of Slavery. Shame
for an action is hard to wipe away. You can apologize but as long as the
object which causes the shame is persistently in sight, the shame
remains and becomes an irritant. Something you want to get rid of and
eventually the irritant turns to anger and the anger causes you to lash
out. We, if only seen as a ‘casing’ or a vessel cannot change, as a
thinking individual we can cause enormous changes. Just look at the
profiling of the unfortunate hoodie in the media lately. In place of the
word, ‘Black man’ read hoodie.
The hoodie, its sleeves worn by every age, sex, religion and racial
ethnicity, singled out as a troublemaker, a deviant. Even though it
comes in every color, fashioned from various material, is designed,
made, bought, and sold in malls as well as major outlet stores all
across the world, is still profiled as the accessory to theft and
considered an outfit for the degenerate. Who cares that the hoodie, seen
on the backs of individuals in every profession, worn in the highest
halls of education, laying across the seats of chairs in the White
House, it is now a symbol for all that is bad in the world, much like
the Black man.
Recently, I impatiently watched the news to view a certain pumped-up
segment. The announcer, constantly harping about a thief caught on tape
and our impending surprise on what the thief was wearing, had gotten my
attention. It would be shocking, right? Wrong. I had hoped to see some
man in a tutu dragging out a flat screen while fighting off a pit bull,
but of course, it was the obvious. Wait for the shocker....it was a guy
in a hoodie! What really made me think WTH, the interviewed owner in the
piece says, 'I didn't want to call in and be accused of racial profiling by saying the guy wore a hoodie’.
What? So, only Black people wear this item of clothing? Anyone with one
eye could see the person was Black, just say a Black guy is robbing my
car and don't bring up the hoodie. What a shame. Poor hoodies cannot get
a break lately. No one is trying to learn the real essence of the
hoodie or the Black man. The profile, both a cancerous malignancy formed
in error is set and there it stays. As with any race there are deviants
and threats to society. Why pick on the Black race as a whole and label
us as worthless.
The fight for racial and social equalization continues and will
continue as long as man breathes. We are a selfish entity believing we
are better than another is because of our perceived ‘place’ in life. Our
unification should grow because of our differences and if we were
honest with ourselves, we would see our differences are only skin-deep.
In religion, anyone can choose which path to follow. In education, we
can all go as far as we choose. In sexual orientation, again it is a
preference. In our choice of occupation, whether or not to be a parent,
or who to marry, these all are options. Much of the tension in the world
boils down to the color of a person’s skin. Of all the races, I believe
the dark skinned are the least tolerated, especially the American
Blacks. How many times have we been the scapegoat as kidnapper, murder,
or thief without reason? How many times have we been judged as sell-outs
or ignorant because of skin color?
In the American multi-racial history book Beads on a String-America’s Racially Intertwined Biographical History chapter three is titled Voices of Change and
has a section dedicated to activism and the people who stepped out to
confront the injustices directed at people of specific ethnicities. The
author begins the chapter with a small bit of history pertaining to
members of her family. These members (father and cousin) fought and
succeeded in the desegregation of what is now Lamar University in
Beaumont, Texas. How many of us cannot find a single member of our
family who has participated in the formation of history? It should not
matter the color of your skin or your belief system we have all voiced
and accomplished a change.
Being part of a cause means more than marching and shouting to have
personal wishes met. It is a chance to make a change in behavior and
thought patterns in areas from equal rights in housing, education,
socialization, sexual orientation and the donning of an item of
clothing.
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