If I as a peaceful person can understand looters, what does that say about me?
That I am African-American and have been called nigger?
That I have witnessed racism?
That I have a black son and have feared for his life during his whole life?
That I have been hopeless and understand hopelessness?
That I’ve been at the end of my rope before and felt like I had nothing left to lose?
That I’ve been abused and been angry and wanted to lash out?
That I’m a Christian and try to love all people, including the criminals, the violent and the misunderstood?
That I’m tired of the police killing my people like we are roaches?
That I’m tired of smiling at white people so they’ll think I’m one of the good ones?
That I understand what it’s like to be fed up?
That I’ve had to live my life between a white world and black world?
That some things are not easy and that I appreciate the complexity?
You tell me….