It’s hard to express the crushing sense of sickness in the pit of my stomach when I think about publicly releasing video footage of someone being beaten to death. What kind of messed up twilight zone are we living in? It’s not some sort of big reveal. It’s exploiting the worst moment of a person’s life. Immortalizing it.
Racism happens everyday. It’s built into the fabric of our lives. When does this change?
Almost 3 years ago I took my eldest child to her first protest March. And today they are seeing on YouTube that a black man was beaten to death by police officers.
Three years ago I was fed up with all this.
We do these little things like do an interview or write and article or write another article or make a film. And we hope it makes some sort of difference.
And does it?
Love,
Michelle D.
nursingforsocialjustice 
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