I don’t know if it’s age, my increased news watching, paranoia or a combination of all three but I think I am officially scared of young black men.
A student at one of the local colleges was kidnapped the other day by four young black men. They forced her into her car, told her to drive somewhere and told her they were going to rape her. God’s grace was surely with her – she hit another car to draw attention to herself and the two criminals that were in the car with her grabbed her purse and jumped into another car that the other two criminals were driving. They then went on a shopping spree with her credit cards at a local mall – where they were caught on surveillance video. One of the culprits has turned himself in. He is 16. Sixteen y’all. I can’t imagine that his buddies are too much older. They’re all black.
When I watch the local news? Nearly all the perpetrators “highlighted” in the most wanted portion of the program are black.
I don’t like going to/being in Jackson after dark. I hate going to the ATM at any time. I’m surprised I haven’t hurt Lovegirl rushing and pushing her to get in the car so that I can get the doors locked so we can get to getting.
I used to jump defensive when I heard white people say they were leaving Jackson, wouldn’t dare go to Jackson at night, etc., etc. I’d be the first to say there’s crime everywhere. And that remains true. But if I look at the crime situation with an unbiased eye, I have to admit that most of the crimes committed in the area are committed by young black men. This saddens and frightens me.
I feel horrible – and slightly guilty – for feeling this way. I’ve got three brothers, a wondeful father, a host of uncles and cousins, friends who are black, male, and upstanding citizens. But if I said I didn’t side eye every group of young black men I see, move a little quicker when in certain parts of town, or avoid them altogether? I’d be lying.
When I found out I was pregnant, I didn’t care if I was having a boy or a girl, really made me not a bit of difference. But right now, today, I am especially glad to be raising a girl. I realize that brings its own set of trials, but I just cannot imagine raising a son in these times.
Just putting it out there. Thoughts?