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I grew up in rural Canada. I could not have been further from knowing what racism looked like. That changed when I moved to LA. Coworkers told me that as kids, they would get stopped by police every day on the way home from school. For what? For being black. /1
Those same coworkers, now parents, having to teach their kids what to do if they got pulled over while driving. Imagine having that talk? I can’t. Yet its a fear they deal with every. Single. Day. Why? Because of the colour of their skin. No other reason.
Holy shit. Because your story growing up in rural Canada is different than mine, my story is wrong? We simply didn’t have a racist comminuty. Wtf people. I know racism is everywhere. LA is where it hit me.
I got on here tonight to tell stories from LA, because they are rioting in LA, and across America. I got on here to say I had no idea of the black experiece in America until it was told to me. This somehow has brought hate upon me. I give up. I just don’t get it anymore.
If I got on here tonight and tweeted a picture of my newborn daughter, I would have been told I was tone deaf for not realizing whats going on in the world. I just don’t get it. I really don’t. All I can say is, Peace and Love. Peace and Love.
Here she is anyway, Oakland. 4 days old.
