This Jussie Smollet mess has me angry, because it has individuals split and quartered down the middle over what to think, how to feel, and what, or who to believe.
I’m angry. I am a student of history who pays attention to current events, and I just don’t like this BS. I don’t like being lied too, I don’t like being made to feel like I’ve sold out because I have/had an opinion, and I don’t like being made a fool out of either.
Lately, I’m always angry. So why this, why now. Maybe it’s all the blood loss and ignorance, and blatant racism I see and read about on the internet every damn day.
Maybe it is because I think people of color in the eyes of the public (right or wrong) have a responsibility to be as truthful as they possibly can when they use their platforms to further whatever chosen cause they have. The media has always twisted the idea of what Blackness is in the eyes of America.
They called MLK a communist. They called Medgar Evers a troublemaker. They called Obama the Antichrist. They said Tupac was just a Thug.
They said Trayvon should have walked away from a fight he didn’t instigate. They said Emmett Till got fresh and whistled at a white woman. I could go on.
I could go on, but it is pissing me off to type this. History is not just something that happened yesterday; history is happening right now. History is looking at us, and when the smoke clears and all that blood goes back under the bridge, history will demand that we examine for ourselves the fact from the fiction. And one day there will be no more room for apologies for the lies.
I’m angry now. And I’m not the only one. Too many people have died and been denied their righteous indignation. If not believing Jussie Smollett’s story makes me a sell out or bad person, so be it. At least, I haven’t lied to anyone.