And this is why I say that for us black folk, it matters not where we live. Or how much education we have. Or what we do for a living. None of that matters in this country. Our lives are devalued at every time we turn around.
We even have blacks doing a better job than the KKK these days because they've internalized hatred and unleashed it on their own.
This man, husband, father, friend did not die because he was selling cigarettes (which he wasn't doing), or broke up a fight.
He died because he was black on the streets. That's all it took. It could have been any one of us.
America...land of the free and home of the brave...
Just fu*k you America. Just totally and completely fu*k off.