In my recent St. Louis column (which has to be written a week in advance), it was clear that I was cushioning my readers for a crash landing on the air field of American justice. The news of the verdict was not surprising but like a loved one who you know is dying, when that moment comes it still brings a gut-wrenching emotional response.
For black folks, we read the verdict clearly: black life has no value.
Now comes the part of how we translate that reality into the daily life of a people under seige from many different directions. We gotta mobilize/organize beyond the angry protests.