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The Calm: I Don't Want To Talk About

Anger consumed me. 
Now I am calm.

After seeing how much this protest has turned into debates over anthems 
and a song 
and a flag
rather than the truth

Let's strip away this narrative for good.

So ...

I don't want to talk about the anthem and whether you should stand, sit or kneel.
I don't want to talk about the "star spangled banner" or its racist third verse.
I don't want to talk about the military and their differing views on this.
I don't want to talk about firefighters.

I don't want to talk about EMTs or first responders.
I don't want to talk about police.
Scratch that.
I definitely want to talk about police.

I don't want to talk about the TV-host-turned-President and his comments last Friday.
I don't want talk about Ray Lewis.
In fact
I don't ever want to talk about Ray Lewis again.

I don't want to talk about unity.
I don't want to talk about togetherness.
I don't want to talk about solidarity.
I don't want to talk about locking arms.

I don't want to talk about 32 NFL owners.
Matter of fact, I do want to talk about 32 NFL owners.
But I don't want to talk about their lip service.
I don't want to talk about what they might do.

I don't want to talk about what the players will do next time.
I don't want to talk about ratings.
Good or bad.
I don't want to necessarily talk about politics.

Rather

I want to talk about human rights, instead of you hiding, saying it's political.
I want to talk about police brutality.
I want to talk about how to fix police brutality.
I want to talk about repairing relationships with those sworn to serve and protect.

I want to talk about racism and inequality.
I want to talk the US President being a white supremacist.
I want to talk about why Colin Kaepernick is still being blackballed
and why that absolutely still matters.

I want to talk about why unfit police skirt past jail time for killing people.
I want to talk about why white people don't care about police killing us.
I want to talk about why white people don't care about 
police unjustly killing them.

I want to talk about changes in the prison system.
I want to talk about changes in the government system.
I want to talk about changes in the justice system.
I want to talk about justice.


I want to talk about a lot of other things. 
But I can't talk the "flag protest" any more.
Because no one is listening to us.

And the things I don't want to talk about
wasn't what we were talking about in the first place.

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