Another Black Man Shot Down When Will it All End?

Published: August 27, 2020

We Have Become an Endangered Specie!

I am a black man living in America, with a professional doctorate in business administration. My wife and I live in downtown Chicago, away from that what you see in the news, and we see this social unrest at the same time that you do. At the age of seventy, I must admit, I have never been abused by police nor stabbed, shot, or physically abused by any street crime. I grew up in the ghetto (now called the hood) of Cleveland, Ohio, in the sixties, and remember seeing my first man killed at the tender age of ten years old. But I knew this was not the life I wanted, so I left when I was eighteen years old and joined the Navy after graduating from High School, John Hay High.

Yes, I am a long way off from the hood, but I remember the games that are played there and the street justice that is often applied to street crimes. The day to day struggle of waking up, going to work, and coming back home to find you have been violated by someone breaking in your home. So, as you were leaving your home to make a police report, you get pulled over by a police officer. And shot to death because the officer did not like how you responded to a question that he asked. Or unprofessional on how the officer handled the entire issue of stopping you in the first place.

Consequently is our reality in the hood. Nevertheless, this scenario only happens to Black, or African Americans or whatever, we are being called today of being politicly correct. However, the shooting or lynching of a black man is nothing new; it is only because of technology that we can see all of this unfold right before our eyes, and we still are told we did not see what we saw on the video,-do these people think we are stupid?

It took black millionaires who play sports to draw attention to this issue through boycotting. We are entertaining those like President Trump, who only like the black men as entertainment and not black men who are tired of their brothers, sisters, and sons and daughters killed, and who can think. And the players know, when they take off that uniform and get behind the wheel of a car, the same fate can become them-being shot dead.

Since I am from Michigan, I remember Chris Weeber when he and four others played for the U of M and were called the Fab Five. Five young men who grew up in the hood and gifted to play basketball, and cursed with being poor criticized for taking a few dollars from someone who cared (Ed Martin) and at one time been where they were then, broke and black. However, they were making the University millions, if not collectively billions, and could not get a quarter for their FREE LABOR to the University.

Nevertheless, it is not the same world for white America. From getting up in the morning to coming home at night to your family, you do not go through the same things we go through in a day. From work, going to school, and yes, buying a home, we are plagued with double standards here where we were born. You can still kill a black person and go free without any charges; the public is fed up with this outcome. But it took a pandemic for people to hear, listen, and understand our plight in this America.

Donald E. Mitchell, D.B.A., M.B.A., B.B.A.

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