I have to wonder if when police officers swore to serve and protect their fellow citizens-- to put themselves in the middle of harms' way-- was there a clause which allowed them to pick and choose those whose lives to protect according to what lives they deem of value? Did their oath also give them the right to kill men whose actions didn't warrant being killed?
Many people want to complicate this heartbreaking situation. But it's hardly complicated.
If you aren't furiously horrified-- if you aren't outraged and outrageously angry-- at the state of race, racism, privilege, abuse of power, and the level fear so many of our (supposedly free) country's own citizens live in, then you are a part of the problem. We have to wake up. We have to do better. We have to be better to our fellow man. We owe more to our children than this, don't we? I have to believe that things can change. I have to believe in the power of good.
I have to believe that good will always prevail.
I just have to.
Otherwise, what the fuck is the point?