How has the four years since changed for the better, worse, or indifferent as we have found ourselves digging deeper into the hollow chambers that so comfort us? Do moral appeals mean much anymore?
As a FYI, there will be no slander of Black women in this space or anywhere near me. Try Jesus, not me. I throw hands.
For the ways things have improved on the surface although in every Southern state, the governors and legislatures are deigned on rolling back the clock to a time where equality (and equity - but you're not ready for that conversation) is at best lip service and more often than not a glacial matter reserved for the by-and-by of eternity where the earthly problems are of no concern. To that extent, some of you want to throw up "No Vacancy" signs where you dwell. I could be wrong, but NIMBYism is contrary to what Christ spoke of. Aren't we all supposed to be neighbors? But if we say we love God and don't love each other, we are liars.
We cannot see God. So how can we love God, if we don't love the people we can see? 1 John 4:20
https://bible.com/bible/392/1jn.4.20.CEV
I do miss sitting outside and watching the neighborhood kids play each afternoon initially for a short amount of time for fresh air, and later as long as they could handle the sun rays while learning how to throw horseshoes, play baggo or basketball in my driveway, and return home with barbecue on their breaths. The ribs were an occasional event, but they got Popsicles and bottled water daily. For a brief period, the world indeed slowed down as most of you were working remotely from home for the first time (Rineco refused to extend that privilege to me - and based on my last couple of internal interviews, still ain't gonna happen. God's plan is probably to stay put as a sage for the overnight crew for some strange reason or until a much better opportunity presents itself.) How many of you remember paying 85 cents for gas in the early parts of COVID, and why fuel prices dropped so much? Hint: No one beyond the essential ones drove, office spaces were ghost towns, and the oil oligarchs were getting raked over the coals. To that extent, I swear some folks are more ungrateful than the Israelites who crossed the Red Sea with Moses clamoring for a return to Egypt. It also makes me think that both mental enslavement and sepia-colored nostalgia lenses are causing them to desire a past which for 60 percent of people was unequal at best and a certified nightmare for anyone not of the lucky sperm and egg club.
Where did the past four years go right?
Nearly everyone saw some sort of financial appreciation with new business pursuits, rising property values, and/or getting more for trading perfectly reliable cars, trucks, SUVs, etc. for the next best thing; if you did not, look in the mirror and reassess your life choices. I love the fact that our house has effectively doubled in value since we bought it yet if the day to sell would ever arise, we would not be able to afford to live in Bryant anymore. If that day comes, we're NOT moving to Conway. Period. There isn't enough money in the world for me to move back to the town of my birthplace, not even for that brand new lifestyle construction home across the street from Dad and Mom which eventually may price out a bunch of legacy families that have called Friendship home for as long as I can remember.
Where did the past four years go wrong?
Well...the simple answers would be inflation; the circumstances and responses surrounding January 6, 2021; the backlash to all of those clearly empty promises made during the political campaign that induced those who are more prone to conspiracy theories and looking to someone else to solve their life's problems; and others in the moneyed classes feigning ignorance when asked to define the difference between equality and equity; and so forth. All of those things and my own pro-Black sentiments being dismissed not only by the folks we'd expect to stymie our progress but also some who should know better.
Ya know, not all skin folk are kinfolk.
Also, some (not all) white Gen Xers have disappointed their Black counterparts by becoming their parents instead of facing head-up against the wiles of this evil world alongside us which now they perpetuate by staying in their blind lanes more concerned about stuff rather than lives different than their largely homogenized existences. [Yes, I know; I live in Saline County. Read #DearWhitePeople from 2015 to understand where I am venturing with the former sentence]. I'm trying not to curse as my pastor reads AD&AD yet he somehow understands my rage.
Don't get so angry that you sin. Don't go to bed angry. -Ephesians 4:26
https://bible.com/bible/392/eph.4.26.CEV
What about the indifference?
American citizens are by and large lemmings. Before y'all get too upset and shoot the messenger, here is why: News media (the fourth arm of our legal system) has repeatedly, consistently, and blatantly lied to us so frequently that a healthy distrust of today's institutions would almost be a good thing particularly how the words liberty and justice for all mean a hill of beans. Think about where we get our news from: It comes from a place that comforts us in one way or another. Some watch MSN, and some consume Fox. Others enjoy CNN, OAN, Sinclair, our local newspapers, and so forth. Instead of being the educated population we profess to be, a whole of people are gullible enough to fall for fake stories manufactured to gin up hysteria or suppress real time events. Of course, when rectifying this nation's original sin of slavery, the same folks would prefer to do a study (see HR40), kick the can down the road as their favored lawmakers further rig the game to what at worst becomes South Africa pre-1990s, or even outright deny the events leading to today's circumstances by minimizing and whitewashing history.
Remember, the oppressors will not arm you with the education necessary to overthrow them.
Whoever you choose between the first day of early voting and November 5, be certain that he or she best aligns with your personal values and is able to serve the people with dignity, sound mind, body, spirit, and judgment without castigating one group or another as inferior or begin World War III. We know the adage of "money can't buy me love " contrary to lobbyists and PACs selling their interests to the highest bidder - and the most extreme loudmouths - each season, but do we truly adhere to it?
All in all, we should be aware enough to remember life four years ago instead of clinging to bits and pieces of hysteria that show the absolute worst of us. As I have remarked several years ago and occasionally since, some folks are selfish enough to allow their own material gains supersede the greater good of all of us - and you don't have to look far to see who they are, as social media has provided them with a megaphone (for some) that needs to be taken away, and certainly presents a heart of deceit and malice alike as evidenced on the third Monday in January, amongst other times. However, I do appreciate the honesty.
When it is all said and done, did we attempt to live my favorite verse in John 15:12 or was it all a ruse to maintain status quo without directly implying it? I'd love to sit down and engage in a conversation while smoking brisket and throwing down a couple of sides such as an unannounced dip or a favorite side item from the pits and grills. 2020 was only four relatively short years ago, and a time when most of us were witnesses to an illness that took friends and family members from us. I know a number of people who moseyed around unvaccinated and proud of it to eventually use it as an excuse to get ten days' paid time off from work, and to them, your stance is your stance. It also exposed glaring hypocrisies in the so-called patriotism masked [figuratively, and in the cases of a few, literal] of people who are genuinely disinterested in the truth that may very sully the names and reputations of their ancestors; a legal system that declines to demand accountability; and criminalizes the very existence of community for those seeking it the most by the not-so-discreet dogwhistles.
Dear Father, I pray that we are able to review the moments past with a critical eye to both advance Your loving kindness in action more than empty platitudes and recall what got us in the positions we are in today. Gird us up and protect our sanity and provide rest to the weary in this perilous hour that we continue to seek You first. Forgive us for placing our agendas above what you deem necessary; turn us around and mold us to be better than what we were just a moment ago. All other things we desire of You, Amen.
