In the midst of the current quarantine-shelter-in-place way of the world, I don’t always watch the news. I’m weary of the same old, same old. It’s tiresome. That doesn’t mean I hate the media. Hardly the case. But, the daily stories leave me sad and often disappointed with humanity.
I’m unfamiliar with the headlines of the day. I catch up when I can. Notifications float across my phone. I glance at snippets of stories as they scroll along my Facebook feed. Twitter does its thing.
Generally, I’m aware of the goings on in the world, but I’m more concerned with the happenings in our home. A news desk “To Do” list is not the recipient of any serious consideration.
Ahmaud Arbery. I saw something. I heard something. I read a sentence or two. Alright. This must be important or, at least, vaguely interesting. Lots of posts. Lots of notifications.
I had no idea about anything connected to, or with, “Maud.”
Black. White. Guns. Oh, Lord. Here we go. Again.
I rolled out of the bed early this morning with one purpose: track down the rigamarole about Arbery.
I’ve read countless articles. I watched the video.
There may be more to the narrative. Without judgment, I compiled a list of the facts.
I’ve been thinking.
I thought about this. I thought about that. I’ve considered everything.
The facts are what the facts are. Ahmaud Arbery is dead. Why the delays? Why the deflections? Why the defense of the indefensible?
Read for yourself. Watch for yourself. And when, like me, you consider the facts… call it what it is. Stand for justice. Condemn the wrong. Be heard.
“But let justice and fairness flow like a river that never runs dry.” – Amos 5:24
Jeffrey Griffin 