Melanin = Dangerous

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Once I was in the pool at my apartment complex with my friends. There was a group of guys across from us standing around talking. We weren’t paying attention until one of them said “Swear to God, you never tried coke before?” The others also seemed shocked that the guy they were talking to had never tried it.
This came to mind as I read comments about #ChristianTaylor wasn’t just a regular college student because he was clearly on drugs. He was a law breaking thug.
I lived a relatively kosher life as a college student, but still was very aware of the ease at which I could get access to anything. Maybe I was just a potential thug.

Or maybe we just really have an issue with prescribing specific labels to only Black people. 

OhCAE. I’m done. No need to go too deep with this one. 

Love First

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Prostitute, crack whore, crackhead, felon, criminal, thug, alcoholic, bum, pimp, fag, slut, fat, skinny, crazy, bipolar, schizo… Behind every label is a person with a heart, with a life, with blood, with a story. A person who may never learn to really live and love because you can’t see past the exterior. 

I went to a human trafficking forum earlier this week and my one sentence summary of the entire event is “See people for who they are not what they do because there’s more to the equation than the result.”

Before you judge, love first.