May 28, 2020

Column: Column: George Floyd, Central Park and the familiar terror they inspire

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Louis, I was pulled over yet again for looking like someone.And those are just a fraction of the times I’ve been pulled over for looking like someone.So, yeah, on most days I choose to be numb just to survive. Advertisement

Which is why I understand the need to avoid watching fatal moments captured on camera. For a while pain brings discomfort; it is also the indication that something is wrong. It’s difficult to survive with a wounded and unprotected heart. I’m tired of watching some white people be more upset by those who are protesting racism as opposed to the racism itself. World & Nation

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Police use tear gas against people protesting the death of George Floyd, who died in police custody in Minneapolis. For me, it was not. I was allowed to go in the house. Another officer telling me he thought I “looked like someone.”
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Six years ago, now in my 40s and on assignment for CNN during the Ferguson uprising outside St. Advertisement

It’s the scariest moment of my life when I choose to feel. Tuesday, I decided to feel. The officer who followed me home believed I might have stolen the car. It’s just that 14-year-old Emmett Till didn’t have a smartphone back in 1955, when he was lynched after Carolyn Bryant falsely claimed he made a pass a her. The officer asked what I was doing in the neighborhood. Tuesday, however, I allowed myself to feel because simply surviving isn’t always enough. Advertisement

Sometimes you just want to be.One night I drove to the store to buy Steve, then my boyfriend, allergy medication. Social media may give the impression that incidents like the Central Park encounter between avid birdwatcher Christian Cooper, and Amy Cooper —the woman who put his life in danger by falsely telling police he was threatening her life — are recent developments, but they are not. My body was tense, my stomach unsettled, the headache I was trying to push past kept pushing back. Sometimes you just want to drive down the street and not tense up when you see a police car. When I told him I lived in it, he asked what I did to be able to afford to live there.In my 30s, shortly after moving in with my now-husband, Steve, in his predominantly white Michigan suburb, I was pulled over and placed in handcuffs. Feeling is understanding they are not disconnected at all but, rather, the reason why James Baldwin once said “to be a Negro in this country and to be relatively conscious is to be in a rage almost all the time.”

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A black bird watcher, Christian Cooper, asked Amy Cooper to leash her dog in Central Park. Column: Column: George Floyd, Central Park and the familiar terror they inspire

Keni James, 21, of Los Angeles holds both of her fist up at an intersection during a protest May 27 in Los Angeles over the death of George Floyd in Minneapolis(Jason Armond/Los Angeles Times)

By LZ Granderson Columnist 

May 28, 20201:11 PM

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Copy Link URLCopied! For those of you who are tired of reading about racism, trust me when I say this— I’m tired of writing about it. It leaves your soul raw. To this day, I joke to Steve that while he always knew he was with a gay dude, that was the night he learned he was dating a black man.It’s a funny story on the days I choose to be numb. I came home with trauma. I recognize for some the video of George Floyd’s fatal encounter with four Minneapolis police officers is shocking. When you’re numb, you can trick yourself into believing things are better than what they really are.For those of you who are tired of reading about racism, trust me when I say this — I’m tired of writing about it.I’m tired of our humanity slowly being bled out from micro-aggressive encounters slicing at our collective psyche. Before long I was surrounded by multiple squad cars — lights flashing, guns drawn.From the car, I called Steve, who is white, to come to the door to calm things. I learned early on that I didn’t have the luxury of not being aware.I was 12 when an officer placed his gun to the back of my head while his knee rested in the center of my back. I had been sent to the store to buy a gallon of milk. Sometimes you wonder what’s it’s like to fail up as opposed to work twice as hard to be considered half as good. I may not always choose to feel, but I am always aware. Sympathy should not be confused with empathy, which reaches deeper and strips away all of the safeguards protecting suppressed memories and emotions. Her racist meltdown is one for the ages. Being numb is characterizing what happened to Floyd, Cooper, Ahmaud Arbery (who was hunted, shot and killed by two white men while jogging), as unfortunate, disconnected anomalies. At first he didn’t understand the urgency, but I told him that if he didn’t come to the door there was a chance I would be killed. That accusation is sadly similar to the circumstances surrounding the execution of George Stinney Jr., the 14-year-old black boy who was put to death in 1944 after being falsely accused of killing two school-aged white girls.For those of you who are tired of reading about racism, I’m tired of black and brown bodies being killed by it. Print

I didn’t feel well Tuesday. Sometimes you don’t want to have to choose between being numb and feeling. Advertisement

In a 2018 encounter, another white woman, Teresa Klein, falsely told police a 9-year-old black boy sexually assaulted her. Not if you want to live. On most days I choose to be numb. Somewhere between the parking lot and the driveway of my house, a police officer started to follow me. As the officer placed me in handcuffs, he said I looked like a burglary suspect he was searching for.I was told something similar in my 20s, a full-time reporter fresh out of graduate school, after I was pulled over and placed in handcuffs. As I expected, the situation deescalated when he came outside and identified me as the homeowner.