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Raquel Bolton, a Chicago mother, posted a video of a white woman, Angelle Marie Massion calling her and her two children the n-word, because the children accidentally splashed her with water at the beach.
Bolton captioned her video (below) on Facebook, stating:
“While at the beach #oakstreetbeach this lady called us the N Word three times in front of my children all because they splashed water on her. I asked her to stop yelling at the kids and said I’ll call the police. She walked in my face twice yes I could’ve reacted but I didn’t. Yes I thought this lady was going to spit or put hands on me first because that’s how angry she was….here’s her response.”
In the video, Massion erratically yelled the n-word several times and questioned Bolton’s education with insults, such as: “Of course you haven’t graduated and you don’t know the Constitution of the United States and what it says.”Bolton responded to her by asking, “Of what? That you could just walk around calling somebody an n–ger?” Massion told Bolton it is her right to call her and her children the n-word due to free speech.
Unfortunately, this is not the first time Massion has verbally assaulted people of color in public. In 2006, she was arrested for harassing students at Northwestern University and yelling racial slurs at the university’s police.
via The Root
Recently, I saw a meme which read: “A lion is killed in Africa and there is international outrage. A Black person is killed on the streets of America and everybody calls us crazy for tweeting #BlackLivesMatter.”
The lion in question is Cecil. And if you haven’t heard Cecil the Lion was savagely murdered, skinned and beheaded just outside Hwange in Zimbabwe last week. His killer was an American dentist from Minnesota named Walter J. Palmer. Apparently, Palmer paid $50,000 to hunt the 13-year old lion, which was also a beloved tourist attraction (he was believed to be the largest lion within the park).
According to CNN, the lion was lured out of its sanctuary inside of the Hwange National Park by two local guides who had accompanied Palmer on his hunt. Palmer then shot Cecil with a bow and arrow. Although he was badly injured, Cecil managed to escape. However, he was tracked down 40 hours later and shot in the head with a gun.
Naturally, there has been plenty of international outrage over the death of Cecil. Not surprisingly a lot of the outrage has come from America, which loves a good cat video, but probably can’t point to Zimbabwe on a map. All the major news stations and papers have been following the story including CNN, which has been giving regular updates complete with graphs and boards that light up as well as FOX News, which has found a way to blame the killing on the lion itself. Even celebrities have weighed in on the tragic murder of Cecil. Most notably Jimmy Kimmel who cried real man tears on television as he compared the hunter to Bill Cosby.
On the surface it all seems kind of trivial. First there are actual human beings, particularly Black ones, who are dying right here in America. And regardless of how passionate some folks feel, there is something truly wrong with a society that does not get this emotionally invested over the loss of human life in the same way we do beautiful animals we love to look at. After all, Cecil is just an animal and we kill all kinds of animals every single day. Heck the dead and butchered carcasses in the meat freezer of our local grocery stores are proof of our bloodlust.
But what’s interesting about Cecil’s death is not so much that it happened, but where and how it was able to happen. Cecil the Lion is the son of Zimbabwe, which is formerly known by its conquered name Rhodesia (and recently made famous by White supremacist terrorist Dylann Roof who was photographed wearing the colonial flag on his jacket). Its president is Robert Mugabe who doesn’t take too kindly to White foreign nationalists. And he has gone to great lengths to force them to leave the now independent African country. He has also gone to great lengths to not only restore the land to the Africans through a national land reform program, but raise wages and provide free education for them too.
Still, critics of Mugabe see his pro-African policies as destructive to Zimbabwe’s economy (he has been both condemned and sanctioned by both the UN and the West). Critics have argued that the land reform program is nothing more than a treasure trove for the country’s Black elite and well-connected. A recent editorial in the Zimbabwe Independent argues that Cecil’s illegal killing is a result of cronyism and is “the tip of the iceberg” of how the politically connected has used the land reform program to take over some of the country’s most important conservatories and make themselves wealthy because of it.
Game hunting in Africa is big business, particularly in the East and South. And so is conservationism. Both are rooted in romanticized European notion of domination and control. Rich White people have and continue to pay good money to go on safaris and live out their fantasy of being the Great White Hunter. And these same rich White people, including these Great White Hunters, will fund conservation efforts with the idea that their donations help save endangered species. Of course, it is hard to save something you are killing.
As pointed out in the article entitled Trophy Hunting In Africa: You Kill It, You Carry It, published earlier this year in the Economist:
“An estimated 1,000 captive lions are shot dead by mostly American and European tourists on South African ranches annually. That’s nearly double the number of wild lions felled across the entire continent. Killing beasts in fenced-off, private property is easier than gunning them down on their own turf. It’s also much cheaper: tourists can pay $20,000 for a captive male, compared with $75,000 for a wild one. The expansion of the “canned hunting” industry—which breeds lions by isolating mothers from their cubs to jumpstart ovulation—has lifted African trophy hunting revenues to $200m a year.”
The article also notes that this commodification of wild animals has contributed to a severe drop in the Africa’s wild lion population, from 200,000 to 30,000. And in spite of its boost to tourism, only three percent of the revenue generated from trophy hunting ends up in the pockets of locals.
So even though we are just talking about a single lion, Cecil’s killing helps to highlight how an agricultural economy has been created, which caters to the wants of those with means, at expense of the environment and the interest of human life too. And regardless if it is an African lion or a person of African descent, the disrespect is still the same
Snoop Dogg said that after his recent racial profiling incident with police in Sweden, he’s never going back to the country. And he’s not the only celebrity fed up. These stars’ shocking stories of unfair treatment suggest that they were victims of racial profiling too, and they’ve had enough.
Is “stress” an excuse for calling someone the n-word? What about amnesia? The only thing worse than the comments made by these racist celebrities are their excuses.
Earlier this month police responded to a domestic violence call to an apartment in Charlotte, North Carolina. When they got there, they found 36-year-old Omar Dunbar dead.
After an investigation authorities announced that Deanna Denise Watson, a 16 year old girl was being charged with his murder.
Dunbar was Watson’s mother’s boyfriend and according to neighbors and police records, the two didn’t have a good relationship.
According to the Charlotte Observer, Watson and her siblings often clashed with her mother’s boyfriend.
Charlotte-Mecklenburg police had responded to three separate domestic violence complaints at Watson’s home in the week prior to his death. Neighbors spoke to the Observer saying that Watson and her siblings often said Dunbar, who had been dating their mother for three years, attempted to punish the children by hitting them or kicking them out of the house.
A family friend, Kamela Friday said that Dunbar and Deanna had the most tumultuous relationship/ She said when he was around, Deanna would often knock on neighbors’ doors asking if she could stay with them since Dunbar had put her out.
The day Dunbar was killed neighbors say they saw police outside of Watson’s home again. Friday said she later learned that they were there because Dunbar had hit one of the younger boys.
Friday, who spoke with Deanna’s siblings later, told the Observer later that night, Watson’s mother went to work at a nearby Target. Once she was gone, the sounds of Dunbar confronting one of her siblings woke Deanna out of her sleep.
“He grabbed (him) by the legs and pulled him out of the bed and pulled him down the stairs,” Friday said. “Deanna was like ‘Leave my brother alone. Leave him alone. Just leave.’ And he spat in her face.”
The two got into a fight of their own after that and during that time Dunbar was stabbed and killed.
Early on Wednesday, two friends called Friday and asked her to go check on Deanna and her siblings. She said once she got in the apartment, “I see blood because he’s dead in the kitchen. It was all over the floor.”
Turns out, Dunbar, in addition to dating Deanna’s mother, was also married.
His wife Ashonda declined to speak in detail to the Observer but she said, “What’s being portrayed is not him. That’s all I’m going to say.”
Obviously, none of us were there or know what happened; but from the details from the neighbor and the not one, not two, but three reported domestic violence incidents, in a single week, it would seem that Watson got tired of her mother’s trifling boyfriend abusing she and her siblings and she took action.
Sadly, Dunbar ended up dead as a result.
When Watson appeared before the District Court, she was wearing shackles and a judge set her bail at $1 million.
From the outside looking in, the situation seems like the victim was being punished for protecting herself.
This didn’t sit too well with Joann Thompson.
Though she’d never met Deanna, she, being a former domestic violence survivor, was touched by her story and decided to do something about it.
Thompson told People, “The system failed those kids. I just had to do something to help her. With this paper trail of domestic abuse that’s been going on for years, you want to lock this child up? That’s a little harsh, isn’t it?”
She was particularly infuriated by Watson’s $1 million bond. And in response she set up a Fundly account in Deanna’s name and started researching lawyers on her behalf.
“She’s just a child. This is very traumatizing for her. She doesn’t have an attorney at all, and we don’t want to see her sign something she doesn’t understand. That’s another reason why I want to help her. She doesn’t have a voice. She has to have a voice.”
Thompson is not the only one. Neighbors were passing out fliers, attempting to raise money for her defense.
Now, Deanna is being held in the juvenile section of an adult correctional facility in North Carolina. Thompson hopes she will be released before her 17th birthday next month.
At the time of publication, it seems that Fundly is not loading properly. But if you’re interested in contributing to Deanna, please keep checking back.
The way the news is looking these days, it would seem that only Black women take their lives in jail. Sadly, there’s another name we need to add to our collective consciousness. Ralkina Jones.
According to WOIO, a Ohio CBS affiliate, investigators are looking into the 37-year-old’s death.
Family members say she was arrested on Friday after she got into an argument with her husband at his workplace.
She was found dead at the Cleveland Heights Police Station Jail on Sunday.
A medical examiner performed an autopsy today and concluded that there were no suspicious injuries. The official cause of death won’t be revealed until further investigations are performed.
Authorities are expected to issue a press release later today.
You know what bugs me the most about the Black Lives Matter movement?
That it needs to exist at all. The feeling that we have to explain our humanity to the world. The need to justify our anger. The idea that we have to ask them to not kill and disenfranchise us. I am very resentful about that.
I don’t care if you call it race talk fatigue, but I too am tired of seeing images of Black people getting harassed, threatened, beat and murdered by the police. I want to virtually yell “enough already” at every single person who posts the videos, articles and ruminations. It’s constant, overwhelming and depressing. I’ve got my own life, which comes with its worries. Like these bills. And these moves, which have been taking way too long to make. It’s a struggle to get through the day dealing with my personal drama, and now I have to think about the extermination of Black people too?
Yes, I too am tired of having to think about Black death just so that they can get it. And I am not alone. As Rev. Dr. William J. Barber, II wrote in the piece “Our Nation Is In Need of Prophetic Pastoral Counseling Because it is Sending The Message: Only Black Deaths Matter,“:
The assassinations at Emanuel A.M.E. Church, followed by the public forgiveness from the grieving families, were similarly cited by several South Carolina lawmakers as their reason for voting to remove the flag. What they are really saying is that Black Deaths Matter, not our lives. Black people in the US are only deemed worthy of action in their death, not in their life. In a year that has seen thousands in the streets, young and old, black white and brown, saying to the nation, “Black Lives Matter”, the painful and dangerous message coming from South Carolina this week is: Only Black Deaths Matter. That’s the painful and dangerous narrative being developed out of South Carolina; it’s a narrative that the oppressed of this land have known for a long time. Our nation is capable of doing the right thing – such as taking down the Confederate flag in the year 2015, a flag that represents the racist, immoral, unconstitutional defense of slavery and Jim Crow – but only when Black deaths happen and are met by a response deemed acceptable by those in power. Ever since this flag was raised in 1961, to send the message that South Carolina would not honor equal protection under the law, tens of thousands of small and large protests have not been enough to move the power brokers to take it down.
Black death has played in endless loops for decades now, but it has been accelerated by the invention of the Internet. And sometimes by ourselves. If we are not talking about those killed by police, then we are talking about those who have been murdered by people who look more like us. Whatever lens we choose to view it all from, the message is the same: Our lives only matter to the world when we are no longer here. But what about us left behind? Who speaks for the living?
I thought about this over the weekend as I watched some of Sandra Bland’s video blogs. I am haunted by the surrealism of them all. She was optimistic and yet she was going through some things. Depression. Post-traumatic stress disorder. She tells us in her own words in one of the videos that she is not happy. In another video blog, she is recording live from the beach. She spins the camera around and asks us if we see this. We do. It’s a motorcycle lodged in the back window of her vehicle. She explains how she was just trying to have a relaxing day when she had a near-death experience with a motorcyclist. She’s sobbing and praising His name. In that particular moment, she opts to look at the bright side and sees this as a sign from God about His mercy.
Those videos (along with the other glimpses into Bland’s life reported in the media) remind me of what I, along with some many other Black women I have come to know, go through. We walk around the world feeling irrelevant and questioning if our presence matters. We are both on guard and on edge. We are severely underpaid, and yet we do some of the heaviest lifting. We are unappreciated. Our opinions are denied, and our contributions are disregarded. And our mere presence has the potential to upset everybody. We get sad. We get angry. We get depressed. We get hopeful. We find God. Or work. Or some other distraction. We battle on. Some of us get over or around it. Others don’t make it. Like Bland.
In spite of her fate, the Bland video blogs suggest that she was a woman wanting to live. And she wanted other people who looked like her to want to live too. But she struggled, both internally as well as from external influences (i.e. racism and the police). And she wanted us to know that too. Basically, what I see in Bland’s videos is also the physical manifestation of what Zora Neale Hurston once said. “If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.”
It is one of the reasons why Bland isn’t just another Black death to me. She is more than a person who was targeted, harassed and unfairly detained by police. She is more than a person who mysteriously died in a Texas jail cell. And she is more than another symbol in our ongoing quest for justice. She was a real human being who was happy and thankful some days and other days, not so much. And in the sea of talk about Black death, she was courageous enough to leave evidence behind, which speaks to her humanness and all of its complexities – in her own words. And her life didn’t just matter because of the circumstances behind how it ended.
In my opinion, Black Lives Matter is more than airing grievances over the death of Black people by the hands of police brutality, violence and mass incarceration; although, it is that too. We have to talk about the living and what these pressures put on us. We have to stop talking just to White people and begin the hard conversation of talking to ourselves. Black Lives Matter has to be a call to arms. A pledge to ourselves as a community and individuals that we will think about our lives as much as they think about our deaths. A pledge that no matter what, we love ourselves, take care of ourselves and speak our truth. That our lives matter right here and now.
It’s clear that Black people are having to fight for our humanity in this country. Recent actions from citizens and authorities have proven that our lives aren’t valued. That issue is compounded when a person of color is poor, or in the case of Trishawn Cardessa Carey, homeless.
Earlier this year millions of people watched a Los Angeles police officer fatally shoot an unarmed Black man outside of his tent on Skid Row on March 1.
According to MSN.com, police claimed the man, Charley Keunang, a Cameroonian immigrant, grabbed the officer’s gun when he tried to take him into police custody on suspicion of robbery. The incident raised additional conversation about police brutality. But in the midst of all of this, people failed to notice there was a woman involved in the altercation as well.
34-year-old Trishawn Cardessa Carey, who was also homeless, can also be seen in the video picking up a nightstick dropped by one of the officers during the struggle with Keunang.
She was later charged with assault with a deadly weapon against a police officer and resisting arrest. Though she did strike anyone and injured no police officers, she could face 25 years to life in prison because, if charged, she would have violated California’s three strike sentencing law for repeat offenders.
She’s been in jail since the incident; and after nearly five months, she was granted a reduction in her bail to $50,000 from $1 million.
Suzette Shaw, a member of the L.A Community Action Network’s Downtown Women’s Action Coalition likened the charges lobbed against Carey as updated Jim Crow.
The footage in the video shows Carey briefly lifting the baton has officers scuffled with Keunang. It doesn’t show her swinging it or striking anyone.
The prosecuting attorney, Gregory Denton, will argue, not that Carey struck anyone, but she intended to do so by “picking up the officer’s baton and raising the baton to strike the officer.”
He said, “An attempt to strike someone is assault. There is no mystery here. The reality is all the conduct involved in this case is on the video.”
Carey’s defense attorney, Milton Grimes said that he will argue Carey, who he believes is mentally ill, didn’t threaten or attack any of the officers.
“I’ve seen the video, you’ve seen the video. She doesn’t go after anybody. Is possession of a baton an assault? No. The legal basis appears, to me, to be a distraction or cover-up of the killing of a man by the police.”
In an interview from jail Carey spoke for herself saying she doesn’t remember picking up the baton.
“I was surrounded by yellow and black police tape. I was in the wrong place and around the wrong people.”
Judge Ray Jurado noted, in court, that Carey had nine prior convictions, including two serious,violent felonies.
In 2002, she was convicted of robbery where she punched the victim in the head. Later, in 2006 she was convicted of assault with a deadly weapon. She struck a shopkeeper with a ceramic figurine when he asked her to leave his store.
Grimes herself blamed her prior convictions on her mental illness and police aggression.
Grimes argued that instead of sitting in a jail cell, Carey should be getting treatment. He outlined Carey’s long history of medical and mental disorders and mentioned her troubled upbringing, with her mother leading her into prostitution at the age of 14.
While some are calling for her to be placed in treatment, Denton, the prosecuting attorney, said that in jail she would receive constant care for her disabilities.
Susan Burton, founder of a rehabilitation program, testified that she could help Carey at one of the group’s recovery homes.
She said, “Maybe, just maybe she would get the first break of her life.”
A break would be nice.
But then again, they don’t seem to be handing those out to too many Black people these days.
I agree this is on the Jim Crow level. How can anyone argue that they knew what Carey’s intent was or might have been with the nightstick. The fact that she’s been sitting in jail for five months when no one was struck and no one was injured, is a clear indicator of racism and classism. Why establish a $1 million bail for a woman who doesn’t have a home? Someone just wants to benefit–and by benefit, I mean profit– from having an additional body in jail.
I don’t know how anyone can claim what Carey’s intent might have been if she never made a motion toward any of the officers on the scene.
The whole thing is disgusting and glaringly unjust.
We’ll be sure to keep you updated on this story.
All kinds of folks are asking for the Department of Justice to join the investigation into the death of Sandra Bland. But judging by recently released evidence that gives a glimpse into the case, we might need to get Agents Mulder and Scully from The X-Files on this one.
The latest oddity in the investigation into the already mysterious death of the 28-year-old activist who died by asphyxiation in a Texas jail cell, involves the video of her arrest, which appears to have been doctored. According to the Los Angeles Times, yesterday the Texas Department of Public Safety released police dashcam video of her arrest. It is supposed to show the “contentious confrontation between Texas State Trooper Brian T. Encinia and Bland, a 28-year-old African American who died three days later in jail.”
However, as the Times notes, the 52-minute arrest video has continuity issues, including the disappearance and reappearance of several vehicles and people in the background.
At the 25:05 mark of the video, you can clearly see a tow truck driver get out of their vehicle and walk across the road (and out of video frame), only to reappear at 25:19, disappear, and then reappear again at the 25:22 mark. A few moments later, the same tow truck driver is seen again exiting his vehicle and walking across the same road. These anomalies happen all while audio of Officer Encinia explaining, off camera, his version of the arrest plays uninterrupted in the background.
If that is not weird enough, cars in the video are vanishing into thin air too. As reported by the Times:
In another spot at 32 minutes and 37 seconds, a white car appears on the right side of the screen and then disappears. A moment later, what appears to be the same car comes back into the frame and turns left. During this time, Encinia is talking about what occurred during the arrest. There are no breaks in his speech.
And this is the part of the movie when the creepy music plays…
Listen, I don’t want to speculate too much about things. This story is already peculiar enough without folks adding conspiracy theories and motives from the Illuminati to “it was aliens…” into the mix. But this was supposed to just be a routine traffic stop. At the most, she should have received a ticket and a warning about the dangers of smoking. Yet, nothing I have read and seen (or thought I saw) about this case could reasonably justify why we are supposed to believe that a mentally stable woman decides, out of the blue, to hang herself in her jail cell three days after being arrested.
What I will say, with certainty, is that I have no confidence in the investigation into Sandra Bland’s death – not when a government agency feels secure enough releasing an obviously doctored video to the public without logic or explanation. At this point, it is pretty obvious that those who are leading this investigation can’t be trusted and that it is not a matter of if folks are trying to hide something, but rather, what.
The angry Black woman stereotype became popular in the 1930s via The Amos ‘n’ Andy Show. Sapphire, wife of George “Kingfish” Stevens, didn’t mind giving her husband a piece of her mind whenever she felt like it, complete with a loud tone, a pointed finger, and major attitude. The stereotype has followed us into the 21st century; it’s just that nowadays, the word woman is replaced with b***h. Black women are consistently battling this and other stereotypes everywhere we go, from the workplace to our churches and in every romantic and platonic relationship we develop. Too often, many Black women don’t want to be placed in this box and seek to prove that they can be docile and quaint, and get along just like anybody else.
I however, can’t conform. No matter how hard I try to suppress my inner Sapphire, she seeps through my pores when I have to deal with nonstop foolishness. So yes, I am an angry Black woman. And yes, Hot 97, I have a major attitude problem. Since we are living in a world where my attitude discredits me no matter what I do, I might as well lay my anger out on the table for you to see. I honestly couldn’t care less if you understand, but today you’re going to find out why I, along with many Black women, am pissed off:
The fact that we have been labeled as angry Black women for years simply for having an opinion and courageously speaking out about it loudly and boldly fuels my anger. If we were White women, you’d call us respectable feminists. While we are on the feminist subject, it is mind boggling and upsetting that even within a movement that allegedly fights for equality for all women, the Black woman is still alienated.
I’m pissed that when we’re characterized as angry, that automatically transitions into being thought of as unapproachable, rude, a lesbian, asexual, and/or sexually repressed. Why is it that every time a Black woman expresses her anger it is a result of not having enough sex? When has sex ever limited injustices, ended war and genocide, exposed the prison industrial complex, or stopped poverty that is rampant from the inner cities of the U.S. to villages in Africa? Go ahead, tell me when. Don’t worry, I’ll wait. Stop patronizing us with this sexist rhetoric because we have chosen to let our voices be liberated.
I get infuriated by the fact that Sandra Bland, 28, in Texas to start a new job and begin a new chapter of life, is dead. She was pulled over for a traffic violation, slammed to the ground, and found dead in her jail cell three days later with the said cause of death being suicide. I am outraged that Bland is added to the list of more than 80 unarmed Black men and women who were killed by police and vigilantes alike, all for walking at night while Black, walking during the day while Black, playing in the park while Black, standing on the corner while Black, driving a car while Black, lying down at night while Black, riding a bike while Black, expressing their opinion while Black, whistling at a white woman while Black, wearing a hoodie while Black, having a car accident while Black, sitting in their house watching TV while Black, listening to loud music while Black, and fellowshipping at Bible study while Black. Outraged!
My blood boils at the blatant disregard and disrespect that President Obama has had to endure during his term as the President of the United States, something that no other President has had to endure. We have had presidents procreate with slaves and lie about it, cheat on their wives, start an unmerited war, form a secret army, provide financial kickbacks to federal officials, steal millions of dollars from VA hospitals, and let me not fail to mention Watergate. Yet, out of all of these scandalous “leaders of the free world,” President Obama, who is leading an honest administration, catches the most hell.
This September will mark the 52nd anniversary of the bombing of the 16th Street Baptist Church in Birmingham, Ala. where four little girls attending Sunday School were killed. All these years later, I’m angry because our Black churches are still being burned to the ground. Fifty-two years later, the Black church and congregations are still under violent attacks. The Black church, where women (and their children) outnumber men in attendance.
I’m angry at the audacity of White supremacy, which aims to keep Black and brown people as second-class citizens in the country we built against our free will. Every excuse in the world is used to legitimize slavery. The call for reparations is ignored. The damage and ramifications of the trans-Atlantic slave trade are conveniently swept under the rug and masked by programs that keep us systematically oppressed. White supremacy believes that because we are post-slavery, we have no right to be angry anymore. Well, I am! We were stripped of our identities, treated like animals, separated from our families and cultures and displaced throughout the world. Now we have to swab the inside of our cheeks and send the test off to a lab to find out where we come from.
And I am disgusted by the way some Black men treat Black women, the same as I am with the way some Black women treat themselves. Let’s be clear men. Just because you encounter women who choose to be rude, enjoy being called a bitch, or allow their bodies to be used freely for your pleasure, that doesn’t mean that all women conduct themselves that way. Quit placing us all in one category because of the types of women you have chosen to approach and/or be with. And women, although I would like to say that the way you lead your life has no effect on other people, it does. There is no way we can expect to be valued if we don’t value ourselves.
And you wonder why the hell Black women are mad? Yes, I am angry, and I will write about it, speak about it, march about it, and work through it just as Ella Baker, Dorothy Height, Daisy Bates, Mary McLeod Bethune, Elaine Brown, Shirley Chisholm, Septima Clark, Angela Davis, Fannie Lou Hamer, Claudia Jones, Rosa Parks, Ida B. Wells-Barnett, Harriet Tubman, and Sojourner Truth did so that I could have the chance to live my life the way I see fit. Until something is done to stop this all out war against Black and brown peoples across the diaspora, I will be angry! Deal with it!