For the person today who seemed to not understand the concept of black lives matter.
Let me explain it to you.
Saying that Black Lives Matter does not mean that everyones life doesn’t matter. Everyone matters. Everyone is valuable. Every single person deserves to be protected and safe and not have to worry about police brutality or bullying or death threats or harassment or shootings or terrorists or any of this.
But here’s the thing.
Saying that “we’re all equal, so why not just represent it that way” is bullshit. Because as a life, we’re all equal. As a person with experiences we aren’t. Saying that all lives are the same is taking away from that persons own experiences. You are devaluing what they have to go through every day by comparing them to another person who doesn’t have those same issues, thereby ignoring the fact that these issues exist.
Because guess what? We’re not equal in that right. No one is. Your experiences are not the same as the black man down the street who can’t catch a taxi or has to watch his back with the police or the woman who can’t go out at night without pepper spray or the trans person who can’t walk down the street without being threatened or the disabled person who can’t find a job or the muslim who can’t go through an airport without being pulled to the side and frisked or judged for their choice in religious clothing or anyone of the numerous other examples.
There is no equality in that. And every one of these is a separate instance.
Saying black lives matter doesn’t mean that your life doesn’t. It means that in this instance, at this time, and for these people, these are the experiences that have to be recognized and given awareness.
And here’s the thing. I’m a white, cis, strait woman. So you know what? I absolutely have no right to speak for any of them. But I do have a right to speak with them. No one needs replacements or representatives that don’t actually represent what’s going on. What they need are allies. People to stand by and recognize and fight and take some of the stress of shoulders and say I don’t get what you’re going through. I never will. But I’m going to help in any way I can.
I hope that makes sense, jerk who didn’t understand. Because at this point I’m getting just a little tired of hearing All Lives Matter when you so clearly do not understand the issue at hand.