I’ve been trying to get my thoughts on what’s been happening down on paper for a few days but every time I sit down to write, I find myself staring at a blank page four hours on end.
Anybody else feel exhausted?
Every single day we find ourselves with news about the end of yet, another black voice. Within this past week; Black men continue to be found hanging from a tree and they’ve been quickly ruled suicides, Oluwatoyin Salau’s body was found after documenting her sexual assault on Twitter and going missing for a week, two black Trans women were found dead (Dominique “Rem’mie” Fells & Riah Milton) and that’s just a glimpse into the newscycle.
This past week I took a step back from social media because I kept finding myself a bit overwhelmed with everything. However, I wanted to share my experience at a Black Lives Matter protest because shockingly, the news isn’t being completely transparent when covering them.
On Sunday, June 14th I attended the Black Lives Matter protest that was held in West Hollywood. It was the first time since COVID-19 that my friends and I got to see each other. Spoiler alert: It was wonderful.
Though yes, we are still in the middle of a very serious pandemic, we all felt it was necessary to show up and to demand change. The event was held on the weekend when normally Pride would be held, so I’d say that the energy felt light. Pride flags were flying free, Trans flags led the way and chants were heard throughout the streets, “All Black Lives Matter”.
Don’t believe any report that states the protests are anything but peaceful. Not only are the people who are silently marching, extremely warm and respectful (as one can be) of social distancing but the community came out in droves. There were people on the sidewalks passing out water, snacks, face masks and hand sanitizer. All while others were standing with trash bags so the people walking had somewhere to throw their trash away.
At a time when I’m feeling overwhelmed and like nothing I do is enough, it was important for me to stand alongside the people who are actively making a difference. This protest in particular, much like the one in Brooklyn on the same day, felt essential. I think that we do need to make sure that when we say Black Lives Matter, we are ensuring that that means ALL Black lives. The murder rate of Black Trans people is astounding and we should all be angry about that.
All this to say: keep going.
Just because media coverage has died down, does not mean that the fighting stops. Protests are still happening every single day and Breonna Taylor’s murderers are still roaming free.
DEFUND THE POLICE.