The Argument Against Colin Kaepernick

Man, oh man, what has Colin Kaepernick gotten himself into, son? Who would’ve thought the act of sitting down would get a man in so much trouble? After not standing for the National Anthem during a preseason game this past Friday, Kaepernick unleashed the ire of damn near everyone with a platform to speak. While people are allowed to have their opinions, I can’t help but be confused by the stance some individuals have taken. Sooooooo, since I also have my own platform to speak, I’m here to debunk some of the half-baked arguments against Colin Kaepernick.

Now, let me begin by saying, there’s no such thing as someone who’s “too rich” to acknowledge social and racial injustice. That seems to be a prevalent argument circulating around in response to Kaepernick’s actions. Apparently, when a person is not living in poverty and despair, they’re not allowed to talk about anything real. So, to be clear, is money supposed to be the great equalizer? If a small fraction of a particular racial group is afforded the opportunity to join the “one percent,” are they no longer allowed to shed light on prejudice? Are they no longer allowed to have a dialogue about the issues facing people who look like them? Ok, wait, I get it now, son. The minute a miniscule portion of a community “makes it,” all of the ills facing everyone else magically dissipates. It all makes sense now, bruh. Look, I might, MIGHT, give someone a slight pass for questioning the timing of Kaepernick’s move. However; simply dismissing his ideals because of his tax bracket is beyond fucking stupid, bro. Stop the foolishness, man.

Next, there’s another argument being made that Kaepernick needs to respect the flag because of our troops. Now, to be fair, I have nothing but respect for any individual who puts their life on the line for our country. Frankly, our soldiers display a level of bravery the average person simply doesn’t exhibit. However; fighting for our country and racial injustice are mutually exclusive, man. Why is it so difficult for some to even remotely open their eyes to the troubling history of America? Newsflash, dummies: there were still troops when Black people weren’t allowed to vote. There were still troops when we were considered three-fifths of a person. There were still troops during the Jim Crow era. Just because these men and women fight for this country’s ideals does NOT mean Black people aren’t allowed to bring up the ugly truth of how this land has historically treated us. Since the age of the Founding Fathers, the military and racism have both resided on the same land. It is what it is, son. DEAL with it. That’s truly the only way to make the argument go away.

All in all, I don’t actually have the time to address all of the ridiculous theories regarding Kaepernick. I just wanted to highlight a couple I thought were particularly preposterous. Look, regardless of his current stature as a player, he has every right to take a stand, if he so desires. While some fools think it’s a bright idea to burn his jersey now, I guarantee if he threw four touchdowns next game, these “fans” would forget all about this. So, to me, all of his detractors can shut the flying fuckity-fuck up. The fact that people are more up in arms about his bench protest than the issues he’s bringing attention to says everything. Situations like this prove we’ll probably never have the “open dialogue” about race pundits love to talk about. No one really wants to hash these ideas out, man. Everyone wants to continue to embrace the status quo. That is all. That is all, son. Good day.

P.S. Really, Jerry Rice? Really?! You’re really going to take the “All Lives Matterapproach against Kaepernick? Honestly, I’m not even going to list the amount of ways you’re an idiot, man. I’ve already addressed people like you in my “Money Can’t Buy ‘Woke’” post. Go sit down somewhere and be silent, man. If your conversation ain’t about a slant route or a hitch pattern, I don’t want to hear it, son. Hush.

Yes, All Lives Matter…

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Now, I’m going to keep this post brief because I’m sure you can Google a million and one blog posts, articles and think pieces that explain the same thing. I’m only jumping into the fray because there are a number of idiots who still don’t seem to get the message. For those thick-skulled individuals, I’d like to reiterate the same argument anyone with a brain should understand: Black Lives Matter does NOT equal All Lives Don’t Matter. In actuality, as a people, we’re simply fighting for our lives to mean as much as anyone else’s.

Given the nature of this article, let me start by giving some background about myself. I’m a 30-year-old Black male with an engineering degree from a Top 25 university, a corporate job with a Fortune 500 company and a loving family. If you took one look at my résumé, you’d probably invite me over to your house to meet your mother and your sister. That’s right, I’m that awesome, son. However; I’m also from the Bronx, NY, meaning I’ve had more negative interactions with the police than I’d like to recollect.

My first real experience with the Boys in Blue came when I was 10-years-old. As I was leaving school, I saw two older kids fighting each other right outside the basketball courts. Now, as I’m sure you can imagine, a crowd gathered around in a circle to see who was inevitably about to catch that L. Side bar, for my linguistically-challenged readers, an “L” means a loss. In any case, under the usual circumstances, I would have been one of the many spectators. However; I’d previously gotten in trouble with my mother for not getting in from school in a timely enough fashion. With that being said, I decided to scurry home so I could avoid any possible punishment. Along my pathway, I saw a parked cop car with two officers sitting inside. As I walked past the car, I happened to make eye contact with the officer residing in the driver’s seat. No less than five seconds later, both officers got out of the car, yanked my book bag off, threw me up against the trunk of the car and asked me “who the fuck was I looking at?” Now, I was thoroughly confused because I couldn’t understand why two grown men would think it was just to physically assault a child. For about a week, I wondered what I did wrong and why I was targeted in such a manner.

This is a reality for countless minorities across this country. There’s a natural hostility towards law enforcement because a large number of encounters we have with police have an unnecessary air of aggression to them. I’m not even going to speak about the number of times I’ve been stopped thanks to the ridiculous Stop-And-Frisk law here in New York City. Before continuing, I want everyone to go back and re-read the second paragraph. Even with all of my accomplishments, there always seems to be enough “reasonable suspicion” for police to stop me.

For anyone who can’t relate to the anecdotes I’m sharing, telling minorities that police misconduct isn’t real is an unbelievable slap in the face. Despite the fact all of my troubles with the law can be whittled down to traffic violations, a sense of panic overtakes me anytime I come in contact with the police. Black people are always told to “comply with the law” in order to avoid any potential issues. However; even during these scenarios, we’re still treated as culprits. Despite being a licensed gun carrier and even taking gun safety training, Philando Castile still met his end on the opposite side of a cop’s gun. We’re damned if we do, damned if we don’t, damned if we speak, damned if we breathe and damned if we think.

In the end, the point behind Black Lives Matter is to prove that All Lives Matter. As soon as minorities in this country are treated the same way as every other citizen, we can successfully remove this needless division. Ultimately, that’s all we really want. Good day.