Being a fairly opinionated person in a world full of similar people is at times problematic. Everyone is so busy vehemently expressing their own views that they have little time to listen to the others around them doing the same.
So for awhile there I just sat back and watched, and more importantly, I listened for a change.
What did I hear?
I heard multiple expressions of pent-up frustration, deeply justified anger, and sobs of overwhelming grief at such vicious acts of brutality and unbelievable stupidity on the part of police, politicians, and self-focused opportunists—all trying to take advantage of the horrible chaotic situations around the nation, in their own ways.
The social airwaves were full of rage and recrimination—impassioned demands for justice and equality for all—and lots and lots of ‘WORDS’ were spoken from all sorts of mouths that are normally shut in fear of retribution from those in power who can make you quickly regret saying anything against their policies and practices.
Those WORDS just started slipping out. Then more WORDS followed the first ones. Suddenly WORDS were expressed everywhere.
Some in power tried to silence them, but the WORDS just kept flowing. And the crowds just kept gathering; and then it went world-wide—masses and masses of people shouting, “ENOUGH! NO MORE!”
These WORDS that I heard weren’t the phony slogans of a few ‘Covid-19 forced-isolation’ protesters, crying to the cameras “Give me liberty or give me death!” while posed securely with assault rifles at their sides, just because they could stand there with them lawfully—looking tough for the evening NEWS crews, and feeling smugly unassailable.
Had many of those armed, protesting groups been a slightly darker shade of skin color, I doubt that they would have stood there long without direct SWAT Team intervention to clear the area—which made the gathering WORDS main point entirely.
No, these WORDS that I heard were the WORDS of genuine dedicated marchers amassing for and demanding CHANGE to policing policies—change to social inequities—change to public perceptions—change to the group psyche of America and maybe to the psyche of humanity in general.
But ‘status quo’ doesn’t give up its preferred seat without confrontation—without the occasional social chaos that forces a public re-thinking of WHY situations and events play out the way that they do in a supposedly civilized society.
It often takes CHAOS to force reorder in a society—a reconsideration for WHY the society’s membership has revolted and demanded change to its basic governing structures.
And it takes a lot of WORDS to force that society’s reorder, but even more importantly, it takes a lot of ACTIONS to finally make it happen.
It takes a lot of bodies joining together—as a mass of humanity. It takes a lot of unified voices demanding that it be done. That’s what the never-wavering, ever-present crowds achieved—day after day, marching, shouting, demanding social change—demanding justice for ALL victims of oppression and demanding justice for the criminal acts of violence perpetrated against them.
Those never-thinning crowds simply demanded justice and equal treatment for all. And more importantly, they demonstrated that they weren’t going away until they actually received it.
That’s what I heard when I listened.
And yesterday, at the funeral for George Floyd—who has now become the nation’s symbol for those WORDS highest expression, the WORDS were forged into indelible, permanent TRUTHs for all to witness and to uncomfortably digest—and people everywhere mourned his loss.