RIP Atatiana Jefferson

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, when innocent Black people are killed by the police, I swing between two different emotions: rage and numbness. Shit, depending on the day, I’m either a raging maniac or scarily numb. All I can say is, I’m in the rage stage right now. The fact is, there are NO circumstances that can justify the death of Atatiana Jefferson. Frankly, I’m having a hard time articulating myself, man.

Ok, for those who are unaware, this past weekend, Jefferson was murdered by Fort Worth officer Aaron Dean in her own home. Now, according to the story, around 2:30 AM on Saturday, Jefferson was babysitting her nephew. Apparently, her neighbor noticed that her front door was slightly open. Anyway, being a concerned neighbor, this individual called the police and asked them to do a wellness check. From there, within a second or two of arriving on the scene, Dean shot Jefferson through the window, in front of her nephew. Please note, he was lurking outside of her house and never identified himself as an officer.

Now, before I continue, let me address those “she had a gun in the house” people. Yes, motherfucker, if a person I don’t know is outside of my window at 2:30 in the morning, I have every right to arm myself. The truth is, Dean didn’t follow any protocol, didn’t properly assess the situation and shot an innocent woman in her own fucking house. On the real, I don’t want to hear any of that “he feared for his life” shit. This dickhead was there for a cotdamn wellness check, fam. What part of the game is shooting a woman through the fucking window, bruh? Honestly, I’m mad as FUCK right now, son.

In the end, I have nothing else to say, man. Ultimately, I just want to say Rest In Peace to Atatiana Jefferson. By and by, she died in the most senseless way, fam. In addition, I feel terrible about the fact that her nephew was there to witness that, bruh. At the end of the day, fuck Aaron Dean and I hope the courts give him exactly what he deserves. That is all. LC out.

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It Feels So Good To Be Wrong About Amber Guyger

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, I’m not the type of guy who’s afraid to admit when he’s wrong, man. Shit, if anyone read yesterday’s post, I firmly believed that Amber Guyger was going to get away with murdering Botham Jean. As of right now, I was happily mistaken, fam. All in all, this is one of those moments where it feels good as hell to be wrong, bruh.

Ok, for those who missed it, a Dallas jury convicted Guyger of murder. For once, someone was actually held accountable for killing an innocent Black man. In any case, due to this conviction, Guyger faces a maximum of life in prison. The problem is, the jury could also give her a minimum of five years.

Look, from the beginning, that’s all we’ve ever asked, son. Frankly, we just want our murderers to face justice, man. We just want our killers to deal with the consequences of taking our lives. With that being said, it appears that Guyger will have to face the music, fam. All I know is, this is how the justice system is SUPPOSED to work, bruh.

In the end, I have nothing else to say, son. Ultimately, I just hope that they jury doesn’t give this woman a light sentence. By and by, she should have to do some real fucking time for killing a man in his own apartment. At the end of the day, there’s no way to victim blame here. Jean was in the safety of his own home, minding his own cotdamn business. For someone who “thought” that Jean was the intruder, Guyger was the real one trespassing, man. All I can say is, she deserves ALL of the prison time, fam. So, don’t fuck this up, Texas. That is all. LC out.

Amber Guyger Will Probably Go Free

So, before I even begin this post, let me be transparent, son. Real talk, I’m a 34-year-old Black man who doesn’t have a lot of faith in the justice system. I mean, at this point, I’ve lived long enough to see countless examples of the courts failing people of color. With that being said, it looks like history might repeat itself, man. The way I see it, Amber Guyger will probably skate for the murder of Botham Jean.

Ok, for those with shaky memory, Jean was killed by Guyger on September 6, 2018. Now, as the story goes, Guyger, a former Dallas police officer, shot and killed Jean in his own apartment. According to her, since she lived in the apartment below Jean, she thought he was an intruder. In any case, while Jean ate some vanilla ice cream in his own living room, minding his own fucking business, Guyger murdered him.

Now, I’ve always had a problem with Guyger’s story, fam. I mean, either she’s incredibly stupid or just a cold-blooded killer, bruh. Look, for the sake of argument, let’s say she really didn’t realize this wasn’t her apartment. In that case, she was too fucking dumb to notice several clues, son. First, Jean’s red doormat. Second, the apartment number. Third, the fact that her key didn’t fucking work. Frankly, she could’ve realized at any time that this wasn’t her cotdamn place. Instead, she barged into Jean’s place of residence and ended his life.

With all of that being said, the judge may have given Guyger an out, man. Apparently, the judge ruled that Guyger can use the “castle doctrine” defense. Now, this law essentially states that since a home is a person’s castle, they have a right to defend it. Meaning, since she claims that she thought she was in her own apartment, her team can argue for self-defense. All I know is, I have MASSIVE problems with this, fam!

Look, are folks really telling me that this woman can use a “castle” defense for a place that wasn’t even her fucking castle? Like, she can literally take a man’s life in the comfort of his own home and she might be protected? *Sigh* I’m having a hard time keeping my anger at bay, bruh. All I can say is, police are almost never, ever, EVER held accountable for killing us. Even when they’re CLEARLY in the fucking wrong, son.

In the end, I’m probably being a pessimist, man. Ultimately, I can’t definitively say that Guyger is going to walk. However, based on this country’s track record, I’m not putting my faith in the ruling, fam. By and by, it will probably be another instance of a cop getting away with murder. At the end of the day, people of color aren’t safe anywhere, bruh. Not even in our own fucking home. That is all. LC out.

What Did Ron Stallworth Actually Do?

Disclaimer: There are a ton of BlacKkKlansman spoilers in this bitch, son. Please, act accordingly.

So, on Friday, I saw BlacKkKlansman with my wife. Now, as a piece of art, I feel like the film is a return to form for Spike Lee. I mean, I’m a diehard Lee fan, but over recent years, his movies have been hit-or-miss, man. In any case, I feel like he nails it out of the park with this one, fam. With all of that being said, despite thoroughly enjoying the movie, I left the theater with one question in mind, bruh: what did Ron Stallworth actually accomplish?

Ok, for those who have seen the film or don’t mind spoilers, here’s how the story goes: Stallworth joins the Colorado Springs Police Department. Despite being new, he pitches his captain to become an undercover officer. From there, his first assignment is to infiltrate a Black Power rally featuring Stokely Carmichael, later known as Kwame Ture, as the keynote speaker. Next, he cold-calls a local Colorado Ku Klux Klan chapter and pretends to be a White man looking for entry into the group. After an elaborate ruse which includes using his White partner as a stand-in for Stallworth, he’s able to gain the trust of David Duke, the Grand Wizard of the KKK. Finally, Stallworth and his team thwart a bombing attempt by the Klan on the head of Colorado College‘s Black student union, who also happens to be Stallworth’s love interest.

Now, based on the story I just outlined, it would seem like Stallworth accomplishes a lot in this story. However, here’s my problem with all of this, son: the Klan isn’t really damaged in any significant way. Ok, yes, the police are able to stop a bombing, but “The Organization” is never really dismantled, man. Hell, as of today, I can still see Duke on my TV screen, talking a bunch of bullshit about Black people and Jews. So, did Stallworth’s work really achieve anything? Look, his department is most likely to blame, since they end the investigation early. But, the KKK is able to continue business as usual, fam.

Listen, I don’t know enough about Boots Riley‘s criticism of Stallworth to have an opinion. Shit, maybe Stallworth was nothing more than an agent of COINTELPRO. I mean, his undercover work on Ture does give some credence to that theory. But, in regards to the storyline of this movie, I feel like Stallworth and his team risk their lives for minimal return. Then again, like I said before, maybe their work is cut short before they can really make a difference. All in all, we’ll never really know, bruh.

In the end, BlacKkKlansman is still a dope ass movie, son. Ultimately, I suggest that everyone out there gives it a shot. By and by, I’m happy to see the rebirth of Spike Lee, man. Listen, I know he gets shit from people sometimes, but I still feel like he’s an important voice, fam. At the end of the day, we always need people who care, bruh. That is all. LC out.

Who Calls The Cops Over A Foul?!

Nah, seriously, White people need to stop calling the fucking cops on Black folks, son. I mean, this tomfoolery is completely out of control, man! Like, law enforcement has WAY more important shit to deal with, fam. I swear, the authorities are becoming involved in dumber and dumber situations, bruh. All I know is, this basketball incident takes the fucking cake, brethren. Hell, never in a million years did I think I’d see the cops called over a foul, people. Yes, a fucking foul, folks! On the real, I’ve officially seen it all.

Ok, for those who missed it, the most ridiculous thing occurred yesterday. Now, at an LA Fitness in Sterling, Virginia, a group of dudes were playing basketball. So, one particular game got physical. In any case, a Black dude set a pick on this White guy and the White guy fell to the floor. When he got up, he proclaimed that he was going to call the police. Moving on, no one took him seriously and continued their game. That was until the cops actually showed up, son. Apparently, the authorities were told that there was a fight going on in the gym.

Look, I’ve seen and heard a lot of things in my life, man. However, this is hands down one of the most preposterous events I’ve ever come across, fam! My Lord, why the fuck do White folks call the police for EVERYTHING?! Bruh, what part of the game involves police? Seriously, on what planet does Officer So-and-So have to get in the middle of a pickup game? Real talk, some of these White people must REALLY want us all to get shot, son. Keeping it a buck, I can’t even think of any other reason why they ALWAYS feel the need to call The Boys in Blue on us.

In the end, White people need to chill with the fuckery, man. Ok, yes, I know it’s not all White folks, fam. Side note, it’s a damn shame that I have to make that distinction, bruh. In any case, these “bad apples” are always looking to criminalize us. Ultimately, setting a hard pick doesn’t make a Black man a criminal, people. By and by, the nonsense needs to stop, brethren. Like, it really needs to fucking stop. Knock it off, White people! LC out.

My Sunday Night With The Police

So, originally, I was going to talk about Jay-Z‘s new album today. However; I just need to get this story off of my chest, man. Now, don’t worry, good people. I’ll be back on Wednesday to speak about the virtues of 4:44. In any case, for today, I’d like to talk about my recent run-in with the New York Police Department. Needless to say, the entire situation was uncalled for and unnecessary. All in all, I truly don’t understand why cops find so much joy in being complete assholes.

Now, the situation began while I was driving home. I happened to be a few blocks away from my apartment on Morris Avenue in the Bronx. Side note, for anyone who’s unfamiliar with this part of the world, although Morris is a two-way street, it only has one lane on each side. Anyway, I was driving behind this black car and the vehicle just stopped in the middle of the street. I honked my horn thinking the driver was either distracted or lost. The car didn’t move. After about five or ten seconds, the car slowly pulled off and then proceeded to run a red light.

When the light turned green again, I started moving, but ended up right back behind the same car. It stopped in the middle of the street again and I honked my horn a second time. From there, the car pulled off the road to the right. I assumed that the driver was lost and needed to get his/her baring. I decided to drive around the now parked car. As I passed the car, that’s when I realized it was the police. Honestly, I had no idea because the car didn’t look like the typical Dodge or Chevrolet that they usually use.

Moving on, once I drove pass them, that’s when they turned their sirens on and forced me to pull over. Next, four officers jumped out of the car with their hands on their guns. Two of them stood on the driver’s side of my car and the other two stood on the passenger side. The officer driving the car started to yell at me for “tailgating” him. I asked him how could I be tailgating if I drove around him when he wasn’t moving. Also, I reminded him that he stopped in the middle of the street on two separate occasions.

After this part of our exchange, the same cop asked me for my license and registration. As I motioned for my wallet, all four cops put their hands back on their guns. I assured them that I was just trying to get my license. Once I gave them what they asked for, they told me to get out of the car. While this happened, a teenage boy stopped on the sidewalk to see what was going on. The two officers on the passenger side approached him with their hands still on their guns. They asked him if he knew me and he said “no.” Next, they told him to “get the fuck out of [their] face.”

From there, the main cop asked me if my license was real and if I’ve been arrested before. I responded with a “yes” and a “no,” respectively. For whatever reason, he said he should still book me for “being a tough guy.” Instead, he said I was “lucky” because they were going to let me go. After I got back in my car, he threw my ID at me and told me to “watch [my] mouth next time.” In the end, since I was close my apartment, my entire block watched me get harassed by these dudes.

In the end, I truly don’t understand why cops feel the need to behave this way. Keep in mind, two of the officers were Hispanic and the other two were Black. Meaning, I can’t even really blame race for this shit. Ultimately, the police department is an intrinsic system that’s designed to operate based on bias. In this moment, I wasn’t a husband, father or college graduate with a corporate job. I was just a “tough guy” that they thought they could get one over on. All in all, these are the reasons why people don’t respect cops. Shit, I may be alive to tell this tale, but not everyone is so fortunate, man. By and by, fuck the police, son! LC out.