My son remains in Harlem. He says that last night was busy with gunshot wounds, heart problems, stabbings, but no COVID. He is coming home finally, on Wednesday. Eight weeks of working in Harlem.
He also tells me that there is a protest scheduled in Harlem today. The people there were once happy that he was there to help, but no longer. Now he gets called cracker, honkey, and other racial epithets. He points out to people that he flew more than 1,000 miles to Harlem to help minorities in the middle of a pandemic, and yet still gets called racial names and told that he is a racist. He said that, as far as some are concerned, there is nothing that anyone with white skin can do, you will always be viewed as a racist and hated for it, simply because your skin is lighter in color that theirs.
So much for MLK's dream.
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Make sure to let us know when he is out of enemy territory and back home safe
I pray he makes it out safe and sound.
Being in the middle of a potential riot/mass looting situation is not a safe place to be.
Anyone who is surprised that inner-city blacks are the most racist and anti-Semitic demographic in America hasn't been paying much attention.
PS Still sucks that he had to go through that.
"...there is nothing that anyone with white skin can do, you will always be viewed as a racist and hated for it,..."
While, fortunately, not every black person believes this, more than enough do that it's time we acknowledged it and Went On With Our Lives. We're not going to fix it so it's counterproductive to expend time, effort and money that could be better employed elsewhere in endlessly repeated failed attempts to do so.
Damn sad, that, and quite frustrating, but like the laws of physics it's someone one simply has to live with.
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