Fear of a Black Planet

Outraged is how I feel.

Alton Sterling and Philando Castile are the latest to die in encounters with police. There is no doubt both of these men would be alive if they had not been black. If they could have magically changed themselves, to appear as anything else, they would be alive right now. Black men are feared, even if they are 12 years old. So many police officers/security officers in these situations have said they feared for their lives–that this was the reason they shot the other person, even if that person was running away from them, even if the person was being held down on the ground.

The police have a difficult job and they are terrified. Who wants a terrified protector? The many instances of white citizens resisting arrest, bickering with the police, even fist fighting with the cops and then walking away alive amaze me. A black person would have been dead–but the police were not afraid of these citizens and that kept them tight in the head, they didn’t shoot.

I have taught my son that police officers are our friends, that they help and protect us. He trusts uniforms, mommy wore one. He’s eight. I hate it that I have to perhaps teach him that if he is ever stopped for speeding he is in terrible danger. That he must try to calm a terrified person with a gun, smile and don’t move a muscle. “Please don’t shoot me, sir. I’m may be black, but I want to live through this traffic stop.”

How fucked up is this? Black men, even boys are feared. Period. I may need to accept this fact of our existence. The bad people who are black have made each of us a target for police in fear of them. Unfortunately, the first thing seen is skin that screams ‘criminal’. Even outnumbered, subdued, running away, handcuffed and in a headlock, a black man most be the most terrifying being on the planet.

Perhaps there is no need for me to write vampires anymore. The greatest terror to trained, armed men sleeps in my bed. His Phd, publications, and years teaching at universities doesn’t matter, his dark skin is the problem, passed onto my advanced-reader son.

~PM Carson writes erotic paranormal romance. When she’s not working on her series, soon to be released, she takes the time to notice the world is trippin’.