During a bloody Father's Day weekend in Chicago, among the many dead is a 3 year old boy. He was shot dead while in a car that was being driven by his step-father; who was the actual target of the murderers. The step-father only suffered a minor grazing by the bullet and refused medical help.
While the usual neighborhood admonishment takes place with a small gathering of local ministers and folks displaying public tears over the senseless violence they endure, I take a step back from my immense disgust at the entirety of this so-called 'black' experience of living in the 'hood to once again focus on the adage: 'What we allow, persists. What persists becomes the culture'. Yes, I am on the outside looking in. Yes, I have, for a short time, lived in the 'hood of Atlanta (while I was...