As a side note it seems that not a lot of people take the recent riots in Vancouver, British Columbia, as seriously as the violence orchestrated by poor black youth. The Vancouver rioters were mostly young and white, and it was over the result of a hockey game. Shouldn’t that be a cause for concern as well? But, I digress.If you ask me, I say let the youth rage on.
Black youth, as they have always been, have become poster children for crime in this nation, and black adults have become representatives of failing, dysfunctional parenthood with no explantion other than the fact they are black. Racists see these mob attacks as examples of black-on-white crime, crimes against whites by blacks out of racial hatred without so much as considering the history of whites attacking blacks for many years. In conclusion racists will chop this up as “evidence” of the innate, savage nature of black people.
...Another reason why these crimes are so widespread in the media is because most of the vicitms are white. A black person assaulting, murdering, or raping a white person is instant news. The news of these crimes help magnify the fears whites have of being attacked by black people. However, some of the fear comes from a sense of historical retribution, getting back at the white man for the injustices of slavery, Jim Crow, etc, all organized by whites in this nation.
Even though there have been–and will be–cases of whites being the vicitms of crimes by blacks, in a historical sense it was still miniscule compared to white-on-black crimes which still occur to this day. Plus, most black-on-white crimes occur not because the vicitms were white, but because the perpetrator saw an opportunity to get something from them by any means just as if the vicitm was the same race. It wouldn’t make a difference who it was as long as they have something they desperately want and are in their crosshairs like a criminal of any race.
~ BrothaWolf, "Raging Youth"
Revolutions aren't begun by the comfortably privileged; they are started by the young who have nothing to lose. Take, take, take, take, take from a people, and whattaya know...they eventually come looking for what's theirs.
BrothaWolf breaks down the issue here quite well, explaining where these youth come from and what's triggering their wrath, but we all know most white people don't care. In their minds, "black," "poor," and "violent" are merely synonyms which belong safely caged on the other side of the tracks. They don't want to know the reality or history of things, they certainly don't want to care, and they sure as hell aren't going to be doing any heaving lifting. So I say, let the youth rage on.
Some will call it karma; others will call it a simple matter of cause and effect in the universe. If you ask me, a rose by any other name is still a rose. Let the youth rage on.
BrothaWolf expresses sympathy to the victims' families. He's a good soul. Me? I blinked when the news of Columbine dominated the airwaves. I blinked when the planes brought the towers down. I blinked when I read and heard reports of increasing Anti-American sentiments from the outside world. Now I'm reading that young black Chicago youth are poor, tired, and so sick of it that they're taking matters into their own hands.
*blink* Let the youth rage on.
You can't have your cake and eat it too. All things have beginnings and endings; everything has to come from somewhere. If you are living comfortably and without worries in a world where most people are not (and they really are not), then you must ponder at whose expense your comfort came. Contrary to popular belief, it ain't about hard work. Half of y'all reading this work full-time (and a half) and have advanced degrees, but you still have trouble paying bills in full, so you know what I mean. For every privilege, there is a price which someone else has to pay. And when they get sick of bankrolling other people's happiness, a certain measure of raging is imminent. And they won't be afraid to do some heavy lifting.
Hell...bless the youth. May their wrath flow in waves; may the tides ride high and engulf the empire. May there be no boundary left untouched by the fury of the flood.
By all means...let the youth rage on.