The pool
party pictures hit me harder than they might have because of other things that
were going on.
I had been
thinking about was a basic sense of security. That came from reading about
police harassment, including one man who was stopped 258 times, mainly for
trespassing, except it was happening at his job and where he lived.
That sounded
bad enough, but a friend directed me to the This American Life episode where
they talk about Miami Gardens, and they talk to him and his boss:
It became
more tragic then. There were a lot of people who were negatively affected by
this, but what struck me most was for the man himself, how will he ever
possibly feel safe again anywhere?
It reminded
me of something I read long ago where children who were raised in war zones
don't develop the same emotional skills and resilience. Those who had some time
before the war and could remember that had those memories to sustain them. They
knew a time of security. Never knowing that, their play is different and there
is a heavier emotional toll. It's like, you know that post-traumatic stress can
be bad, but what if it was only traumatic stress, all the time?
In light of
that, it's something to consider in terms of common health issues among black
people, and certainly in regards to this article:
Those
things gave McKinney a context for me, along with the
issues black girls face with their bodies being viewed as more sexual and less
protected as covered in yesterday's post. There were three other things that
all happened really close together that made it worse.
I live in
the suburbs. In fact, I live in an unincorporated suburb where we don't even
have city police - just county. I was downtown though, and talking with a
friend who lives in the Portland city limits, and as we were talking
she told me she sees the police hassling black kids a lot.
I know Portland, Oregon, in the liberal Pacific Northwest, is not supposed to be terribly
racist. I'm not saying it couldn't be worse. For one thing, those kids are very
unlikely to be killed by the police. They're also unlikely to feel comfortable,
or like they belong or have value or have their community backing them up when
they need it.
Then I read
about Kalief Browder:
There was
not reliable witness testimony or physical evidence, but because our courts are
slow and prejudiced, he spent three years in Rikers, much of it in solitary,
and he killed himself.
Maybe it
was worse because I read the other article first:
That was in
October, and he was still alive, and probably going to get some compensation
from a settlement. He had a job, and was taking classes, but there was a sense
of despair.
"People
tell me because I have this case against the city I’m all right. But I’m not
all right. I’m messed up. I know that I might see some money from this case,
but that’s not going to help me mentally. I’m mentally scarred right now.
That’s how I feel. Because there are certain things that changed about me and
they might not go back... Before I went to jail, I didn’t know about a lot of
stuff, and, now that I’m aware, I’m paranoid. I feel like I was robbed of my
happiness.”
Kalief
Browder killed himself on June 6th, the same day as the McKinney pool party. He probably did not
know about it. I also don't know if she knew about it, but one of my girls
attempted suicide on the 8th, and she is black.
She did
recover. She says now that she doesn't remember why she did it. That could be
true; disassociation has been an issue for her. I also know that the issues
that she has are made worse by her eating disorder, because despite that fact
that she is beautiful, and she is certainly not fat, she always feels a need to
become physically less than she is.
I don't
know that it's connected, but if she wonders about whether there is room for
her in this world, it would be hard to prove to her that she is welcome.
It would
have been hard to make Kalief believe that he could get his happiness back.
It is not
surprising that Dajerria Becton is having PTSD symptoms after the pool party. I
worry about that. I worry about how her friends will feel after trying to help
her and having to run - if they are carrying around feelings of helplessness. I
worry about how she will handle things in the future, knowing that asking for
help could get the person she asks killed. And then a church got shot up.
There was
discussion after that - black people are saying that nowhere is safe, and how
do you teach your kids that, and white people trying to tell them that it's not
that bad.
I would like
to be able to say it's not that bad. Having no safe place is a horrible thing
to think and feel. It's worse because it's true.
That cannot
stand. This cannot be allowed to be.
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