A REALLY TOUGH JUNE

A REALLY TOUGH JUNE

Wow, this has been really hard. I do not expect or want any kind of sympathy from Black, Brown, Asian, White.

I am continuing to wrestle with all that has been happening in recent weeks since George Floyd was killed. George Floyd. And all the others.

This was going to be titled “Juneteenth” like a lot of other articles since the President of the United States decided to have a rally for his white supremacist base on June 19th, in Tulsa, OK. By now I suppose everyone knows about this unless you live under a log. I was incensed.; On June 19th, 1921, June 19th being accepted as an anniversary of the Emancipation of Black Slaves in the United States, after the Civil War; on June 19th 1921 white people invaded a black neighborhood, called “The Black Wallstreet,” successful black people. Descendants of slaves. They invaded and killed, maybe 300 black people, maybe more, burned the entire area, about 35 blocks of Tulsa, Oklahoma. Now, I only read about this a few years ago. I do recall an African-American friend several years ago explaining to me the meaning of Juneteenth. But I was busy with other things in my life and I did kind of take it in but not totally. It was only fairly recently that I read about the 1921 Tulsa Massacre. So, for several days now I have been wrestling with what I wanted to write. Like, my soul, my conscious and my subconscious mind, we have been down on the ground wrestling with what I want to say.