Yesterday, while driving back from Florida my oldest son had to use the bathroom and we needed to get gas. We pulled over on a exit in North Carolina. As we pulled up next to this sweet black on black BMW wagon an older male (had to be about 50 years old) steps out of the car tatted with swatiskas and Aryan nation symbols on his arms, head and legs. My wife turns to me and puts her hand on my arm and says "I think we should go to a different gas station". This is the world I live in... Where the fear of my family's safety is challenged at a gas station on a Saturday in NC.
That is the problem. We are more worried with being right than we are about people. We are more worried about winning in politics than about people. I am a firm believer that not every person who voted for 45 is racist but that every racist voted for 45. That's a weird place to be as a minority in America in 2017. It is a reason why I have stayed away from social media this month.
Yesterday response from several people reminded me of this quote from MLK from his Letters from Birmingham.
“I have almost reached the regrettable conclusion that the Negro’s great stumbling block in the stride toward freedom is not the White Citizens Councillor or the Ku Klux Klanner but the white moderate who is more devoted to order than to justice; who prefers a negative peace which is the absence of tension to a positive peace which is the presence of justice; who constantly says, “I agree with you in the goal you seek, but I can’t agree with your methods of direct action”; who paternalistically feels that he can set the timetable for another man’s freedom; who lives by the myth of time; and who constantly advises the Negro to wait until a “more convenient season.” Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill will.” –MLK