My daily battle with impotence

Rage. Seething, frothing-at-the-mouth, blind, rage. I watch the news every day, checking at least once an hour from the time I awaken, to the time I go to sleep. Every day, without fail. I have newsfeeds and sites that I subscribe to for finance, science, technology, sports, and politics, and regardless of what awards are bestowed to celebrities, or when a marketplace in Israel is bombed, or a miracle drug appears out of nowhere, and all I can think is: “why doesn’t my government care that my people are being brutalized every day?”



I can’t remember the last time, in the past three years that I’ve gone a week without seeing video evidence-many times in startlingly clear high definition of peaceful and innocent civillians beaten, dehumanized, and in some cases murdered by the very “civil servants” tasked with protecting them.

I can’t tell which is worse- the police beating on children with impunity, or the white apologists rushing to the aid of the those very same police that are always on their side. What good is a miracle drug to eradicate cancer, or colonies on Mars, or electric, self-driving cars, when my own country doesn’t treat me as a human being?



What’s the point in establishing wealth? In acquiring knowledge? Hell, why bother obeying laws at all when they are part of a system that was designed specifically to subjugate me and anyone who looks like me?



I’m Jack Garvey, and I’m black, and I’m a prisoner of America.

