Charleston Massacre

In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends. ~~Martin Luther King, Jr.

A couple of days ago, the haze of shock began to lift for me, and I began to feel, really feel, the reality of yet another horror, the horror of the Charleston massacre. One of the first details to emerge was that of the grandmother, Felecia Sanders, who played dead and shielded her 5-year old granddaughter with her body. When I heard that, I thought of another beautiful, vivacious 5-year old I have watched grow, and I remarked to her grandmother that the survival story made me think of her granddaughter.



There is so much to be said, it is difficult to know where to start. Some things are obvious, of course, like the white privilege with which the admitted terrorist murderer, Dylann Storm Roof, is being treated, in contrast to alleged loosie vendor Eric Garner, who may not have broken any NY state law, making the Staten Island grand jury's exoneration of Officer Daniel Pantaleo all the more odious. It's murder on camera without consequences.