A Dollar and A Dream: Not My Fight

This is not my fight. -Black Twitter

One week into a bunch of bitches losing their shit and tearing their way through DC, I'm still minding my own black-ass business.

This is the 🇺🇸 I've always known.
— A. Cedric Armstrong (@cedteaches) January 14, 2021

If there was no other time to sit back and laugh to keep from crying, this is it.

January 6, 2021 will forever live in infamy as the day the Saltine Siege tried to reenact a scene from a movie where a mob overtakes the US Capitol. As the elected senators and congressmen save the pair in Georgia who were victorious in their runoff bids only a day earlier scurried to safety underneath desks, in offices, bunkers, and undisclosed locations, Vanilla ISIS made a mockery of the ideas outlined by the Founding Fathers breaking office glass or belaying the walls instead of simply taking the stairs with an unnecessary assist from the defeated incumbent POTUS whom they swear absolute fealty to - and the person they would bend the knee to.

I wish I was making this up.

But...this isn't my fight. Why should I care about a democracy that has only been forced within the last fifty years to give benevolent freedom to my ancestors and elders, most of whom were subjugated to the caste system some of today's so-called patriots have benefited from at every turn from the Homestead Act to the GI Bill to those low-interest home loans and the simple act of voting without risking life and limbs?

We know what happened, and I won't breathe further life into what the Coup Klutz Klan attempted. Rather, it is an indictment of two things: 1)the actual beginning of America as a nation; and 2)we still have a large swath of the nation who, like their Dear Fuhrer, has never really been told no in their mediocre lives. It would be too easily to dismiss them as Y'all Qaeda with their Yee-Yee F-150s with Rough Country six-inch lift kits and a matching 84 month payment term that won't see dirt as the mainstream media paints their plight as economic anxiety conversely to what it is: a fear of a changing nation, one that is comfortable with new voices of different shades leading the way to the future as HezBubba returns to their communities feeling more isolated, unemployed, ostracized, and rightfully ashamed for participating in an insurrection just because their desired candidate took a L.