So, today’s post may be a little bit weird. This is mainly because it combines two things I have a deep love for: Black lives and comic books. First, I must say, I’m super hyped about the Luke Cage show that’s about to hit Netflix on Friday. I’d be a bozo if I wasn’t excited about a Black superhero getting his own platform. With that being said, based on all of the racial injustice happening in America right now, Cage has taken on a new meaning for me. Ultimately, I guess I just wish all Black people had Luke Cage’s abilities. This way, maybe we’d actually be able to survive in this country.
Now, for those unfamiliar with Luke Cage, let me provide a quick backstory. So, Cage grew up in New York City, got involved with gang life, but ultimately decided he wanted something better. A hating ass friend thought Cage stole his girl, so he planted drugs on Cage, which landed the future hero in prison. From there, Cage was experimented on by a research scientist and turned into a superhuman with incomparable strength and unbreakable skin. Moving on, once Cage got out of prison, he decided to clean up the streets of NYC and crack a ton of heads in the process.
Ok, since I’ve gotten his background out of the way, I want everyone to pay close attention to two particular words from the last paragraph: unbreakable skin. In the comics, whole mobs of people tried shooting Cage and he didn’t even flinch. While I’ve followed this character since I was a child, that particular ability took on a new meaning for me in 2016. Can anyone imagine how amazing it would be if bullets just bounced off of Black people? If we didn’t have to fear dying during a traffic stop? If we didn’t have to fear dying if our cars broke down? If we didn’t have to fear getting shot while just doing our jobs? I’m well aware of the fact that fantasy doesn’t help us in these times, but damn, let a man dream for a second, son. I’ll come back to reality in a moment.
In the end, I’m not even sure why I wrote this. However; I was briefly comforted during the ten minutes it took me to jot all of this down. Now, let me get back to explaining to my two sons that while people think they’re cute now, they’ll be seen as a threat when they get older. Good day.
P.S. I also have to say rest in peace to Alfred Olango, an unarmed and mentally ill man who was killed by police in San Diego. This is just another example of why people like me constantly fear for our lives.