Revolution

Value others above yourselves, not looking to your own interests, but to interests of others. Philippians 2:3-4 

More than 125,000 deaths have been attributed to COVID-19 over a four-month period in the United States alone. Medical research supports that wearing a mask reduces transmission. Reducing transmission saves lives. Wearing a face mask poses zero health consequences for the majority of people and only minor problems for the minority of people. Why is this a debate?  

Absentee ballots have been an accepted and reliable form of voting for decades. Our military has voted by mail for years. Many of our current politicians protesting the use of mail-in ballots today, have, in fact, mailed in their votes. In the midst of a pandemic, mail-in ballots provide a much safer voting option for our neighbor. Why is this a debate?  

With the advent of social media grandstanding, We the People have given ourselves over to We the Party. We have attached ourselves to political camps and lost sight of the people and principles behind the issues we originally joined those political camps to help. We have bought hook, line, and sinker into the Us versus Them narrative, so much so that we have sacrificed individual ideals for a collective agenda.  

We blame the news media for manipulating information, but we react to it. We point to social media for distributing bad information, but we share it. We denounce politicians for driving negative campaigns, but we reward them with our vote. At some point we must acknowledge that the real problem is not the news media, social media, or even the politicians. The problem is the people feeding those institutions. The problem is us.  

Bear with each other and forgive one another if any of you have a grievance against someone. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them together in perfect unity. Colossians 3:13-14 

How do we find our way back to We the People in a society that is being told 24/7 it is us against them? Instead of attacking each other, we need to listen to each other. Instead of judging each other, we need to start asking what we can do to help each other. Jesus did not start a revolution by dividing people; he started it by inviting people – inviting people to change, inviting people to put their neighbors before themselves, inviting people to a communal table where the least of us is equal to the best of us in God’s eyes. God asks us to be revolutionary in defense of our neighbors, but he has shown us revolution does not always have to look like war.

Gone with the Wind

I first read Margaret Mitchell’s book Gone with the Wind in my teens. The southern novel drew me in. I was enthralled by the romance, seduced by the imperfect characters, captivated by the tension and the struggle. If you had asked me in my early twenties, which books made my favorites’ list, Gone with the Wind would have risen to the top. 

Thirty years later, I see the book very differently. Instead of a love story, I see a slave story. Instead of heroism, I see racism. Instead of resilience, I see human frailty. Where I used to see right, I have grown to see wrong.  

          Do the best you can until you know better. Then do better. – Maya Angelou 

There has been an outcry this week against the decision by Pepsi-Co, the company that owns the Aunt Jemima brand, to change the name and rebrand these products. People are sharing pictures of Nancy Green, the first model who was selected to be the face of the Aunt Jemima brand. The terms “too far” and “erasing history” are being tossed around.  

Quick research reveals that the original Aunt Jemima pancake mix was created by two white men who owned a failing flour mill. To sell more flour, they created a different product—a pre-mixed pancake mix. Sales did not raise enough capital for them to stay afloat, so they sold their company to another white man, Randolph Truett Davis. He refined the product further.  

In 1890, he hired Nancy Green as a model to portray the face of Aunt Jemima. She proved to be a popular “face” for the brand; she did not start the company nor inspire the product. While her story as a successful black model deserves recognition, it misaligns as a black empowerment story tied to Aunt Jemima—a fictional character inspired by a white-sided view of the “mammy” in slave culture.  

To read more on this, please refer to this link: https://www.ferris.edu/jimcrow/mammies/ 

While those who grew up eating Aunt Jemima pancakes, reading novels that glorified the confederacy, and attending schools named after confederate generals, understandably hold some level of nostalgia for these memories, this is not an acceptable excuse to keep defending a narrative that harms others. Romanticizing a history of brutality and inhumanity has only served the people who wished to perpetuate that inhumanity. 

Aunt Jemima branding merits a museum; it does not deserve a place on our grocery shelves. Robert E Lee’s story needs to be relegated to history books; it does not deserve to be aggrandized in a memorial statue. The history of the confederate flag should remain required teaching as it relates to racism in this country, but it should not be proudly flown over state capitals or any government institution. When we know better, we must do better.  

The Bible and BLM

“But whoever hates his brother in the darkness, walks around in the darkness, he does not know where he is going, because the darkness blinds him.” 1 John 2:11 

I was heartsick yesterday after reading comments on a Facebook post that a Methodist minister made advocating for the Black Lives Matter movement. A person responded to his post by saying “All lives matter.” When he gently pointed her back to the part of his post where he discussed why this narrative can be harmful right now, she went into a dialogue about black-on-black crime and how statistics proved that blacks already had more privilege than whites. She related that she had been treated badly in a black neighborhood growing up. She stated that despite her bad experiences, she did not feel hatred to anyone of color.  She treated blacks and other races all equally, which is why she advocated for “All lives matter.”  

It was clear by her passionate defense; she could not see the hatred she still held in her heart. She did not understand that her defense was not for all lives, but for her own life. It was evident that she believed that black gains would be her loss. The message may have used the words “All lives matter,” but what she was saying was “White lives matter.” 

“Anyone who claims to be in the light, but still hates his brother is still in the darkness.” 1John 2:9 

My grandchildren are biracial. After three generations of interracial marriages, their skin is fair, their eyes are blue, and they turn pink on a sunny day. People who do not know my family, only see white children.  

The sad and ugly truth is I felt relief when they were born. Not because, I would have loved them differently had they been born a beautiful shade of cocoa sporting deep brown eyes, but because I knew their lives would be easier and safer, if they could pass as white.  

My grandchildren should not need to “pass as white” to be afforded the same opportunities, to garner the same respect or to feel safe in this world, but the undeniable fact is being white in America, gives you a leg up.  

So, I ask you, if you are a white person who is still saying “All lives matter,” would you trade your skin with the skin of a black person?” If the answer is “No,” please reconsider your narrative. If the answer is “Yes,” please consider if you are being honest with yourself.  

“Anyone who loves his brother lives in the light and there is nothing in him to make him stumble.” 1 John 2: 10

At the heart of those answers lies an unarguable truth—being white comes with privilege. We need to stop denying that privilege exists. We need to start using it to empower our black brothers and sisters. We need to stop saying “All lives matter.” We need to start showing they matter by supporting black lives.  

Enough

Ten days into protests, there has been a shift from solidarity surrounding the events that led to George Floyd’s death to increasing calls of “Enough.” People are seeing the destruction and want it to stop. They are seeing the violence and want it to end. And they are seeing the images of fires, destroyed businesses and violent confrontations, and getting angry. How can this be ignored? 

I want the looting to end. I want the destruction to stop. I am concerned about the innocent lives and businesses caught in the middle. I feel unsettled and conflicted. I feel angry. But I am also keenly aware, if this is how I feel after only witnessing ten  days of unchecked violence, how must my black brothers and sisters feel after four hundred years of unanswered violence?

The truth is, instead of saying “enough” to racial injustice when it could have made a difference, we said “enough” to protests honoring Trayvon Martin, Freddie Gray, Tamir Rice, and too many others to name. We said enough to kneeling in protest during the national anthem. We said enough to requests to remove Confederate monuments and flags that only serve as stark reminders of past oppression. We said enough to equal opportunity, affirmative action, and “reverse racism.” We said enough to “Black lives matter.”

When is enough, enough to justify civil disobedience?

We are at a pivotal point for our country and race relations. While I, too, long to end the chaos we see livestreaming across our social media feeds, I know that we need to approach resolution differently this time. Our goal cannot be simply to quiet the problem; our goal must be to address the problem and resolve it. Peace cannot continue to be attained at the expense of our black brethren.

It is more than time to say “Enough.” Enough to a justice system that disenfranchises people of color. Enough to those who enable that system through action and inaction. Enough to those who care more about suppression than de-escalation. Enough to racism in America.  

 Which side of “enough” will you stand on?

No Excuses

It happened again. Another week, another horrific news report of a senseless black death in America. Racism has been on violent display this month across the country amongst our men and women in blue. 

It is heartening to see calls from white Americans to white America demanding they take a stand—a stand against racism, neutrality, acceptance of the murder of black Americans in our country.  But to effect systemic change, we need to hear from another group. We need our men and women in blue to break ranks from their “thin blue line.” We need them to hold their own accountable. We need them to step up, not away. We need them to step in, not stand by. We need them to take ownership and start saying, “Not on my watch.” 

Three policemen stood by while another policeman knelt on a man’s neck for nearly nine minutes causing a fatal injury. They did not say a word against the action. The man told them he could not breathe. They did not step in to stop the action. The man cried for help. They ignored the man. The man passed out. They did not intervene. 

As time passes, we will hear of the good things each of these men have done for their community. But despite any good they may have done prior to taking George Floyd’s life, on that day, they chose racist assumption, excessive force, and callous inhumanity. On that day, their choices took a man’s life. That life deserves justice. Those choices merit punishment. 

But the undebatable truth is our system favors a violent policeman over black victims, and excuses over accountability. Those men should have gone straight to jail. Instead they were fired and sent home. As of this morning only one faces charges. Yet, over the last week we have seen quick arrests of the protestors who allowed emotions, frustration, and despair to overflow into violent protest. 

Why are  the men and women in blue not held to the same standard? The system continues to protect them. They continue to protect each other. The nature of their job becomes an easy deflection point for blame. We expect violence to protect us. We are surprised when that violence takes a wrong turn, because despite the nature of the job, we expect our policemen to exercise control. A daunting task? Yes. Being exposed to violence, death, and crime on an ongoing basis changes a person. Over time, these changes can feed a coldblooded view of the world. But not every policeman turns frustration into fists or a callous disregard for humanity. Racism is the magnifying glass that ignites those flames. 

I have family members and friends who wear the badge today. I know that my life is safer for their presence, but the same is not true for my black brothers and sisters. Until that simple statement gets fixed, the badge remains tarnished and the force remains complicit.

Policemen must take the lead on fixing this problem. They must take a stand against profiling and racism within their precincts. They must intervene when they witness the use of excessive force. They must stop making excuses and hold their own accountable.  They must stamp out racism within their community. They must lead the change our country cries out for

The truth we choose

Four months into the pandemic with 300,000 deaths reported worldwide (100,000 of those deaths our fellow Americans), there remain people who still believe that the coronavirus is an overblown hoax. While skepticism about the seriousness of the virus in the earliest days was understandable, to believe this theory now, you must conclude that worldwide, physicians and scientists are reporting false information. You must believe that globally, leaders are abetting a false narrative. You must believe the majority of journalists reporting the stories are lying. You must buy into the idea that rest of the world is “in on it.” Despite these leaps and the enormous amount of readily available evidence to the contrary, this theory continues to find life. Why?

At the heart of the problem are targeted campaigns led by special interest groups flooding our networks and social media platforms with disinformation in the form of new reports, articles, statistics, medical specialists, and economists. Journalism, once considered a reliable source of objective information gathering, has become tarnished by the rapid 24-hour news cycle pressuring reporters to take short cuts. Fact checking has fallen victim to getting the headline out first. Headlines have become sensationalized to fuel viral responses. Financial and political drivers have shaped stories. Bias has bled into broadcasting.

Social media magnified the issue. It was the ideal platform for those with an agenda to weaponize “fake news” and legitimize it.  It continues to thrive as the knowledge management tool of choice for special interest groups to reignite debunked theories and bring them back to life. With advancements in artificial intelligence and the development of Social Media BOTS, a viral campaign has become as easy as updating a software algorithm. With an overabundance of false, misleading, and bad journalism on ready display, good journalism has become hostage to bad journalism. Truth has fallen victim to conspiracy theories. All journalism has become suspect. Never has it been easier to dismiss data, overlook objective reporting, and lean toward a “truth” that aligns with what we want to hear versus what we need to hear.

At a time when our choices greatly impact the lives and livelihood of others, we have a responsibility to ourselves and others to change our behavior. We must stop rewarding disinformation campaigns with viral responses. We must stop choosing truth through our political lenses; we must start finding truth through a lens of objectivity. We need to pause and investigate before we share. We need to read more, research more, and dig deeper. We must vet sources and information for authenticity. We need to validate credentials, relevant experience, and proven experience. We need to balance the news we take in each day, by following multiple sources with diverse viewpoints, not just those whose views we prefer.

If we are to save lives and save the economy, we cannot afford to keep choosing our truths based on snippets and soundbites or Facebook folly. We must hold ourselves responsible to search, investigate, and find the honest and objective truth, even if that truth leads us someplace, we never expected nor wanted. 

There is no room for tolerance when it comes to racism

Proverbs 3:27-30 “Do not withhold good from those to whom it is due, when it is in your power to act. Do not say to your neighbor, “Come back tomorrow and I’ll give it to you”—when you already have it with you. Do not plot harm against your neighbor, who lives trustfully near you. Do not accuse anyone for no reason when they have done you no harm.”

I am a person who has long preached tolerance and acceptance. Tolerance – for differing points of views. Acceptance – for people who come with a differing set of beliefs than I do. Understanding – that people’s actions most often stem from the unique pressures driving their daily lives. It is a belief system that has aligned well with my Christian viewpoint until this week.

This week I have found myself sickened by the news of a young black man out for a jog, accosted and subsequently killed by two people making the broadest of assumptions – a black man running equates to a criminal running. I was appalled by the fact it took two months and a released video to precipitate an arrest. Today I have a vastly different message.

There is no room for tolerance, acceptance or understanding when it comes to racism. Racism is not a viewpoint; it is a cancer. This cancer will continue to take lives if we do not eradicate every diseased cell.

Over the last fifty plus years of my life, the civil rights movement has been waging a powerful war against racism. It seemed they had made huge strides in leveling the playing field for a community of people that had previously been disenfranchised and disempowered. But like many hard-won remissions, those rewards have proven to only be temporary. As with any other type of cancer, leaving a single, tiny cell ensures regrowth. The last few years have proven that despite previous aggressive treatment this country is out of remission.

I am ashamed to admit that lulled by the movement’s successes, I moved from advocacy to complacency. I allowed myself to believe that institutionalized racism was behind us. I bought into the idea that the playing field had been leveled. I let myself believe that the racism of my grandparents’ generation was all but gone as each subsequent generation awoke further to racism’s inequities. I imagined that my grandchildren’s children would only know of institutionalized racism through a history lesson.

I allowed this complacency to bleed over into the smallest of choices. Choices to opt for silence over confrontation and harmony over conflict. A decision to let a slanted comment slide by. A choice to let a poor joke go unchecked. A call to delete an off-color email or a choice to scroll by an inappropriate meme.  I told myself that these types of comments/actions were the anomalies now. They had no power in a world where most Americans believed in equality, in fairness, in right. I was wrong.

Leaving a single, tiny cell ensures regrowth.

As John Pavlovitz so eloquently said in his recent blog posting - https://johnpavlovitz.com/

“You oppose the inhumanity, or you abide it. You condemn the violence, or you are complicit in it. You declare yourself a fierce and vocal adversary of bigotry—or you become its silent ally.”

There is no room for tolerance or understanding when it comes to racism. I was culpable. I was complicit. NO MORE.