A day that has come too late

7-9-15


It was decided today, to take down the Confederate flag at the South Carolina State capital. No, I am not quoting a news headline from the late 1800's or even near the 1950's. Sadly, this was an event that happened this day in 2015. What makes me the most angry is that we even have to go through this debate in the first place. I understand that other groups have their customs and I do believe we can go too far in our political correctness sometimes (I mean Dukes of Hazard, really???), but by no means do I see the supporting of a symbol that stood on the moral foundation that a black man was less than a white man. To be regarded lower than an animal. Viewed, and used, as an equipment of labor. Meant to be worn down over years of hardship and then tossed aside when it is no good anymore. A complete devaluing of thousands and thousands of people, that were forced away from their homelands in the first place, to participate in this sick and disgusting "custom" of slavery. This was a socially accepted norm in this country and this symbol was lifted by individuals that fought for it to still exist today. They were traitors that betrayed their country when they refused to evolve morally with people that had compassion. That at least wanted to give every human the opportunity to not be owned as a piece of equipment. Now were all these people racially unbiased? I'm sure that some of them did not. There were many that probably joined for their own benefit or for political reasons, because there was a not more than just slavery going during the time of succession. But, I am thankful for every one of the individuals that fought to free our fellow man. Although they did not free them into a completely loving world, they still freed them. To live a life with no control is no life at all. Taking away someones ability to decide for themselves is one of the sickest forms of torture you can commit to a human being. To literally make them less than human, in a societal level. Just the thought of it sends blood rushing to my head as quickly as my fingers hit the keyboard. We now live in a post slavery world that is full of hate. Hate that has built because we have never finally killed the elephant in the room. Instead he stomps around in the form of a flag that has forcibly been flown above the heads of African Americans in the south, to remind them of what was once just another "custom". You say your flag stands for the history of the south. Well excuse the black community for not wanting this history to be rubbed in their faces, on a day to day basis. Yet we all still wonder why we haven't solved the issue of racism. Somehow there are still some that can not face the reality that no one group of people is bad. No matter the color of your skin this is not a reflection of your character. Only your ancestry. There are good and bad people that comprise every ethnic group. Think back to the histories of all different nations that you learned about when you were growing up. Was there ever an instance of a region that was comprised of all good or all bad people? No. Never has a population been a viable candidate for complete generalization. Unfortunately, no matter how many symbols of a bygone era we remove the stigma will remain. Remain only until people are taught to love each other. How we teach this I do not know. I'm not sure how I came to the realization myself. I've just never had a hate for any group of people. Only individual people that have proven that they do not how to conduct themselves properly. That showed that they did not have love for the people around them. Sadly, the truth is, I keep seeing more and more of these people every day.