This morning, I am compelled, for reasons yet unknown to me, to highlight this enraging reality. The young woman who’s picture is depicted with this post is Ms. Renisha McBride. When Renisha was murdered last year, she was 19 years old; a ‘baby’. I call her that because we have all been that age and, because we are fortunate to have lived past it (some of us, well past it), we recognize that at that age we knew so very little, were fearless, risky, depended on others to help us out of the situations we put ourselves in, ran too fast, talked too loud, shit, spit up and wet our pants when we drank too much. Just like a baby.
I know nothing about Renisha’s life; only what is reported (and much/some of that needs to be taken with the proverbial “grain of salt”); so, I will not presume to speak with authority on same. But, the next statement I will make is this (and I am willing to answer only to God for): this young lady, only a few years younger than my child, than many of your children, did not deserve to die on someone’s porch; the victim of a shotgun blast!
Naturally, the murderer’s defense is claiming this-that-and-the-other reason; none of which I will dignify with my words or your time; we’ve heard the excuses from murderers, racists, bullies and cowards before. But, let’s address this: how many of our children must die before our leaders, politicians, policy-makers and jurists send a very clear and unambiguous message that it will no longer be tolerated?! What the hell needs to happen!?!? I don’t know about you, but I am so sick and tired of seeing the small caskets! My heart shatters when I see and hear the grief of parents who are struggling to determine not only the ‘why’ in the situation, but certainly the ‘how’ – “how am I supposed to bury my child and continue to live?” My soul bleeds when I realize “there but for the grace of God go I”.
Sadly in this situation, the best that can be hoped for is that Renisha finally gets what she deserves through her death that was denied to her in her life – justice. I pray to my God for eventual peace for her family and for understanding and clarity in the lives of her peers. I implore all the Gods to please protect our children; keep them safe even from themselves. For the murderers, racists, bullies and cowards … nope, won’t print it.