“Three hundred years of humiliation, abuse and deprivation cannot be expected to find voice in a whisper.”
--The Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., “Why We Can't Wait”
Here’s what I challenge you to do.
Watch the nine minute and twenty nine second video
documenting the arrest of Sandra Bland in Prairie View, Texas on July 10th, a close up unfiltered
view of what begins as a routine traffic stop, but then quickly escalates into
an angry confrontation, and then handcuffs, and then arrest. Three days later
Bland was dead, and according to the preliminary autopsy report, she committed suicide
in her jail cell.
The video is easy to find. It’s all over the Internet. Google “Sandra Bland video” and there it is.
Then just watch it. Watch as what might have been, should have been, a simple
encounter, a “by the book” stop, frighteningly and swiftly devolves into a holy
and hellacious and now all too familiar and tragic mess. Be warned: the
language is at times graphic and the action shocking.
As Washington Post columnist Lonnae O’Neil wrote in a
July 26th opinion piece, in response to seeing the video, which was
captured from the dashboard car camera of Officer Encinia, “I am struggling
with whether the nation that watches the video can see itself....[that] Encinia
and Bland were already reading from two different books [as the encounter
unfolds]. “
One white “book”. One black “book”.
One from a position of power, the other from a position of frustration
and anger and, right beneath those emotions, I imagine, fear. A young woman returning in joy to her college
town to begin a new job and a new life. A young man brand new to his profession
(a little more than a year on the job), somehow allowing a situation get completely
out of his control.
It’s a very painful video to watch but is just the next
chapter in a story unfolding in this our all too hot and long year of race
relations, anger and despair, in the United States. Prairie View. Ferguson. Charleston. Cleveland. New York City. How we view all of these events, how we frame
them, understand them…well it finally depends on where we stand in the world.
In our society. Our nation. Our
neighborhood. The “book” of our life experience which provides a narrative as
to how we imagine our lives as citizens.
So my “book” is one of privilege and power and I need to name
that, remember that, own that, confess to that. All men and women may be
created equal by our God, but equal treatment: that’s a whole other story.
For me a traffic stop is just that, a traffic stop, nothing
more. It might increase my heart rate a bit.
Might annoy me. But in the
handful of times I’ve been pulled over in my car, not once, never, ever, did I
have an idea in my head, a concern, a fear, that this event would result in
anything more than a warning or a ticket and then a nervous drive away.
So do this. Watch the video and then put yourself in Bland’s
place, in Bland’s front seat. Try to
imagine all the history and all the family stories and all the experiences you’ve
had as a woman and a person of color in your one life, in this country in 2015,
then think about what might be going through your heart on that hot July
afternoon. How might you feel? The fact
you are a stranger, thousands of miles away from your home and friends and
family, and alone. What scenarios might be playing out in your mind in the
moments before you produce your license and registration?
Imagine that.
If only…if only we humans could do that more, have this quality
of moral imagination when it comes to our shared lives in this diverse nation
and world. If only whites could imagine
what life is too often like for folks of color in the United States.
If only Christians could imagine what life is like for Muslims and people of other
minority faiths in America.
If only the rich could somehow imagine what it is like to be poor in our land. And
yes, if only civilians could better imagine how hard and risky it is at times
to be a police officer. For if we are to have the courage of this moral
imagination, it must extend to all, to everyone, everyone in our world.
So if you dare, watch the video. Let go of the need to blame
or judge or conclude. Then just for a
moment, imagine that you are Sandra Bland.
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