Ferguson, Are you Kidding me?

I am on vacation in Florida at this time but am compelled to express some deep and heartfelt reflection today....

Ferguson, are you kidding me? Feeling such heaviness this morning. It's like waking up in Groundhog Day again and again and wondering when the day is going to change.

Last night at a restaurant was an image of a black woman's face on the TV news, mugshot, with the bold caption "Indicted: for the murder of unarmed husband." We were awaiting news of the Ferguson outcome, and my heart sank. hard. It was in my throat as I imagined this woman self defending against a large and abusive man. And the blatant and typical headline in bold appeared at the very time we were waiting for another verdict: Would there be an indictment for the unnecessary murder of an unarmed black teenager by a white male cop? The timing was crushing, the headline so telling. Moments later, literally, there it was, in large bold caption: No indictment in the Ferguson case.

How many times will we have to live this same sad and maddening day again and how long will this history repeat itself before we ALL take a stand for the obvious.

Another gross and unnecessary murder of (another) innocent young man, unarmed, and without any factual or reported real threat. So he stole a handful of cigarillo cigars, how many other kids are murdered for shoplifting? Maybe he had an attitude. Who wouldn't have an attitude in that environment. All I can think of now is Bruce Springsteen's song 41 Shots. If you don't know it look it up.