I always tell you that my natural writing style is stream-of-consciousness — an approach I use for capturing my raw feelings about any topic.
But that doesn’t mean I’ll write in the absence of cogent facts. You can pretty much figure that out by the number of sources I’ll cite in each post.
A dose of nth sense also applies to my creative process, which explains why I never jumped on the story of the Django Unchained actress who claimed that cops racially profiled her to be a prostitute.
I have a loosely-similar feeling about Empire actor Jussie Smollett‘s reported beating, a crime he says was driven by racism and homophobia.
I’m also hoping — as strange as this sounds — that Smollett’s story isn’t a fiction created from the same hateful vapors that have been used to stifle the voices of victims with provable accusations.
Biased hatred hasn’t stopped living amongst us, even as we sort fact from fiction in this case.
Regardless of the Smollett investigation’s outcome or despite the thickness of this haze, we must continue to enable the voices of justice to shout even louder, for society’s sake …
song currently stuck in my head: “backwater blues” – dinah washington
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