Thanks to a Jury for Keeping Hope Alive

by Ernie McCray

Dear Jury: Waiting for your verdict in the Derek Chauvin trial was agonizing. No pun intended, because of what the trial was all about, but I could hardly breathe.

But when it was announced, regarding all charges, that you had found him guilty as guilty can be, air rushed from me like a river pouring into the sea.

I’ve never felt more relieved. But what does it really mean?

I mean in the standings of wins and losses in the “justice system” between communities of color and the police, the “peace officers” are ahead a zillion to one.

But you made this victory an historically significant one, simply by doing what had to be done: holding Mr. Chauvin accountable for his lack of humanity, having him hauled off handcuffed to the lockup – where people who did what he did are supposed to be. Finally.

You can’t nonchalantly balance your weight on your knee that’s resting on a captured man who’s crying “I can’t breathe” for all the world to see.

Oh, you must have known, if you had gone with “not guilty,” the streets in our towns and cities would be set on fire, and that would have unleashed a torrential storm of police brutality on a scale never seen.

But you came through, doing what was obviously the right thing to do, essentially setting us on a path to changing the way people of color are treated by the police.

You’ve written the first chapter of a story that’s just beginning, giving a country and a world a glimpse at how justice looks when its applied to all human beings equally.

So, thank you, thank you, thank you.

For keeping hope alive.

Ernie McCray
Author: Ernie McCray
I was raised in a loving and alive home, in a black neighborhood filled with colorful characters in Tucson, Arizona. Such an environment gave me a hint that life has to be grabbed by the tail as tight as a pimple on a mosquito's butt. With no BS and a whole lot of love. So, from those days to now I get up every morning set on making the world a better place. On my good foot*, and I hope my writing reflects that. *an old black expression

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  1. WHY, DEREK, JUST WHY?
    By Stan Levin
    What on Earth is wrong with you, man?
    that you could so casually set aside any semblance of humanity
    In your spirit
    In your conscience?
    and your character.
    For what, Officer Shauvin?
    What is it that drives a person like yourself?
    Ten minutes of satisfying brutality?
    An open display of horrifying inhumanity,
    having inherent expectations of escaping consequences ?
    Assuage your hatred ?
    Satisfy your rage,
    Feed your murderous appetite for violence?
    You are a pitiful, sadistic pretense of a man, Derek,
    In possession of not an iota of human compassion in your soul.
    You are a savage beyond redemption.
    You have proven yourself to have zero regard
    for the fallout miseries you have inflicted
    on the innocent minds of children world wide.
    of every human touching George’s life,
    and your own life, as well, Derek
    There are incalculable costs to your lunacy.
    And there are no do-overs.

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