I grew up on the Illinois side of St. Louis and was well aware of the racial powder keg that was part of that area. I witnessed it from people who exclaimed They should bulldoze the whole area into the Mississippi and such. I never bought into the fear and hatred although my family came from a South Carolina heritage. Luckily my family did not teach racism that I can remember. And I never knew directly what my grandfather, the southern gentleman, thought about the civil rights movement because he didnt talk to me much anyway, and he died in the early 60s. It was sad because one of my high school best friends was black--one of the most level headed, sweetest kids I knew. It was more than friendship--a meeting of something deeper now that I look back. And although I was really unconcerned about what other kids said about me spending time with him, I was still aware of the pain and uncertainty of acceptance by others that he had to live through with living in a white area. I would never have to experience this but could only imagine. To this day there is something in my heart that bleeds and cries for him, an injustice that I know he knows I never bought into, that hung in the atmosphere wherever he walked, except in those evenings when we would go see movies together or do something else. How is it that people can let their hatreds rule over them so readily? How is it that people can hate what they dont even know, hate what they dont want to know? Anyway, the point of this video is the absurdity of the police departments that budget for and purchase major military technology which turns all of these guys into Robocop. John Oliver makes some fabulous points here and it is funny to boot. https://youtube/watch?v=KUdHIatS36A
Posted on: Wed, 20 Aug 2014 06:51:51 +0000
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