Dear Michael Dunn

(Mug shot picture of Michael Dunn)

Welp! I guess that you decided to join the Let’s-Kill-A-Black-Teen club, huh? Of course, the tragic events of you taking the life of Jordan Davis happened well over a year ago and although your trial is just now starting, it doesn’t mean that people are not going to lift up their voices about it…including myself. Considering that this murder took place in Florida, I’m not hardly surprised that you’re using the “Stand Your Ground” law as a backup plan to weasel yourself out of a murder conviction. The whole “I felt threatened” excuse that you’ve used during the first part of your trial is enough to make me wanna snatch your balls off from the stem like an apple from a tree. (Forgive me if I sound violent. I’m feeling some kind of way today).

Help me understand something: Why is it that white people, such as yourself, are always feeling so “threatened” when it comes to being in the same vicinity as Black people? I’m not talking about all white people; I’m talking about the ones that automatically feel threatened the minute that they see a Black face. Do you think that Black people are all just a bunch of unruly porch monkeys that just wanna wreak havoc amongst the white community?  Do you think that we don’t have anything else better to do than to terrorize white people? And how in the world were these Black teenagers a threat to you when they were MINDING THEIR OWN BUSINESS? It’s funny how you claimed to feel so threatened but yet YOU were the only one at the scene with a gun, YOU were the one that approached the SUV, and YOU were the only one who opened fire, riddling the red SUV with several bullets which caused the death of one of the teenagers. You did exactly what the Black community is always being accused of doing; you decided to solve your problem with violence.

First of all, I don’t give a damn that a SUV full of Black teens were bumpin’ their music loud at a gas station. No matter how annoying it was, it didn’t give you the right to approach their car and demand that they turn down their music. If they were your neighbors and they were blasting their music, I would totally understand you asking them to turn it down. No one wants noisy neighbors. But sir, you were at a gas station…which is public domain. If an employee of the gas station didn’t come out and say anything to these teenagers, why would you? You could’ve simply came to the gas station to get what you wanted and left without anyone getting killed and without you facing criminal charges.  As a matter of fact, if the music was just too unbearable, you could’ve simply gotten in your car and drove to another gas station. But no. YOU decided that you wanted to “diffuse” the situation by any means necessary. What I find even more disturbing is that a lot of white people that apparently have the same mindset as you, wanna label the teenagers in this SUV as thugs because of their loud music but yet it was YOU that acted like a thug. Your thug-like actions are the reason why a life was taken and you have to endure a trial.

Keep it real, Mr. Dunn; you know damn well that you provoked the situation straight from the beginning. You were looking for a reason to take the life of an African American male so that you could simply get away with murder like George Zimmerman did. That’s why you came up with this god-awful excuse for your actions, saying that the teens called you a “cracker.” changing things. Who’s to say that he wouldn’t have went on to be such an amazing pillar of the Black community to the point where he would’ve effected your views about that Black people in a positive way. But you robbed him of his future. You robbed him of the chance to be a good husband and father. You robbed him of having a promising future. You robbed him of having a great career. You robbed his parents of ever having to say, “My son grew up into a wonderful Black man that has done so many wonderful things that we’re proud of.”

In all honesty, I believe that these teenagers actually did call you a cracker after you told them to turn down their music. But so what if they did. Do you know how many times Black people, including myself, have been called a nigger from the likes of you? But if we turn around and choose to retaliate, then we would be accused of being violent and “sensitive.” Common sense should’ve told you that walking over to someone’s car and demanding that they do something, just might get you called out of your name or beat up. These are teenagers, Mr. Dunn. What did you expect? Furthermore, let me inform you that not all young Black males are thugs. That’s like saying that all white males are members of the KKK. Simply put, you could’ve walked away if you wanted to…but you chose not to. So miss me with the whole “not guilty” plea that you’re claiming. I’m not buying it.

Sonica

Copyright © 2014 by Sonica Jackson

Considering the fact that I’m really trying to stop cursing or at least reduce my cursing by seventy-five percent, I’ll just let this song by the legendary Millie Jackson fill you in on what I really want to say to you.

***The views and opinions expressed here on my website are solely those of myself and do not in any way represent the views and opinions of WordPress or anyone else.

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Sick to my Stomach

Derrick McIlwain

I just found out that on January 10, 2014, a man by the name of Derrick Mcllwain was sentenced to fifteen years in prison for the shooting death of former Tampa Bay Devil Rays player, Danny Clyburn Jr. According to the news, Derrick fatally shot Danny in the heart while at a party spot because Danny wouldn’t buy him drinks. When Danny refused to buy Derrick’s drinks, a fight escalated between the two which resulted in Derrick shooting Danny and justifying his actions by saying that Danny “never did anything for the hood”. What’s more bizarre about this tragedy is that Derrick and Danny were supposedly lifelong friends. In my eyes, this is nothing but a case of jealous rage.

First of all, let me go ahead and just break down this whole “giving back to the hood” scenario. For all the people in the inner city that have the same mentality like Derrick and thinks that when someone makes it out of the inner city that they are required to give back to the community, let me help you understand something: NOBODY OWES YOU A DAMN THING. PERIOD. If you want something in this life, YOU have to be the one to get it yourself. The fact that Danny got out of the hood and Derrick CHOSE to stay and not do anything with his life, is nobody’s fault but his own. Jealousy is a beast and if you don’t eliminate it, that emotion will control and ruin your life. If you need me to elaborate, you can read my post from back in October appropriately titled, Brothas, I Have A Question.

Furthermore, the best thing that anyone can give to anyone that lives in a bad neighborhood is great advice on how to have a better life. Great advice is worth a lot more than a damn drink at a house party because with advice, you’ll be able to do things for yourself versus acting as if someone needs to do it for you. And if you think that people need to do things for the hood, maybe YOU should start doing things for the community yourself. Contrary to popular belief, you don’t need a lot of money in order to give back to the community and I get so sick and tired of people thinking that they are supposed to live a good life off of the hard work and sweat of others.

Let me be the first to say that when my dreams come true, I will definitely give back to the hood but I’m not gonna be hanging there. I don’t care what anyone has to say about it. Don’t get me wrong; I’m from the hood and I do have some hang-out spots that I truly love to go to. But unfortunately, when you become well-known and end up in a different tax bracket, you’ll find out that you won’t be able to hang out often in those areas like you used to because something can go very wrong. Believe me, you can end up in a situation where you may catch a case because you’re hanging around the person end up with a bullet in your behind. Such was the case with Derrick and Danny.

Had Danny chose to not go to that house party, he’d probably still be here on earth. But of course, he didn’t know that he was in the company of a resentful man that was gonna take his life. And considering the fact that Derrick was his so-called friend, it just goes to show that when you get money, there will be those “friends” who will show you their true colors. Some people are not gonna be able to handle your blessings and they will prove that to you in one form or another. Your circle is gonna become smaller and smaller and certain people are gonna claim that you’ve “changed.”

It is sickening that a grown man had the nerve to act like a b*tch because another man wouldn’t buy him drinks. That sounds like something that a female groupie would be mad about, not a grown man. But the reality is that there are many people in rough neighborhoods that are just like Derrick, thinking that they are entitled to something and if you don’t give them what they wish, they will retaliate against you. Some will try to set you up to be robbed and before you know it, you’ve gotten shot because you were hangin’ with the wrong people in the wrong place. And yet, if you choose to stay your behind away from that type of environment, people will swear that you’re turning your back on the hood and they’ll say that “you forgot where you came from.”

One of the reasons why a lot of celebrities won’t come visit the rough neighborhoods that they grew up in and will not buy or build a house in that particular environment is because N**GAS (yes, I said it) don’t know how to act. If you’re a celebrity and you decide to buy a house in that type of environment because you have “so much love” for the hood, that love is not gonna be returned because you can best believe that your house will get ransacked and everything that you’ve worked hard for will be gone. This is why most celebrities choose to live in gated communities with serious-face security guards because they know that their lives and their belongings will be out of harm’s way. As a matter of fact, there are several streets in Atlanta that you can’t even drive on without being checked in by a security guard. Oh yeah, you can see the big houses from afar but you can’t bring your EBT card-carrying behind on that street without a security clearance check. And I don’t blame them.

For the family of Danny Clyburn Jr., I truly feel sorry for their lost because this is something that didn’t have to happen. His parents no longer have a son and his kids no longer have a father because of the selfish acts of a jealous man who was envious of someone that decided to do better with their life. I honestly believe that Derrick’s fifteen-year prison sentence is not harsh enough and the fact that this man had the audacity to claim self-defense and tried to use the “stand your ground” law as justification to take Danny’s life, is absurd.

And for those of you that wanna say, “Well, Sonica you wasn’t there so you can’t say that he was wrong for killing this man and blah, blah blah,”  let me go ahead and say this: According to the news, Derrick had already tried to justify his actions by saying that Danny ‘never did anything for anybody in the hood’. So in my opinion, he felt that it was okay to take this man’s life all because he believed that Danny should’ve done things for the community. Oh really? My questions to Derrick is ‘What were YOU doing for the community besides being another statistic? Who are you to say whether someone should do something for the hood or not?

And for the record, if Danny wasn’t doing anything for his community, that’s between him and God. Danny didn’t owe Derrick or anybody else an explanation for anything that he chose to do or not do. What I believe is that Derrick took the ‘n**ga route and decided to take Danny’s life simply because he couldn’t deal with the fact that his own life was a mess. Welp, he’ll have fifteen years in prison to think about it.

Rest in peace, Mr. Danny Clyburn Jr.

Sonica

Copyright © 2014 by Sonica Jackson

***The views and opinions expressed here on my website are solely those of myself and do not in any way represent the views and opinions of WordPress or anyone else.

No Sympathy Given

(the fool in the photo is named Marvell Weaver)

Like my grandma used to say, “Idle hands is the devil’s playground.”

Okay so this lil’ buckaroo decided to follow the footsteps of his peers and get involved in this dangerous game called The Knockout Game. For those of you that don’t know what it is, it’s basically a game that some bored-ass teenagers came up with where they walk up to random strangers and knock them out with one punch. It’s supposed to be funny but the only problem with this “joke” is that the only ones that are laughing are the fools that are doing it. And to add insult to injury, the teenagers are now using Tasers instead of their fists to hurt their victims.

But the “tee hee hee” in this case is that Mr. Marvell Weaver walked up on the wrong person to play The Knockout Game with. On that particular day, a man (who chooses to remain unidentified) was standing at a bus stop, waiting for his six-year old daughter. Marvell Weaver decided to attack the man with a Taser but crazy part is that the Taser didn’t even work. But wait! The story gets even crazier:

Not only did the Taser not worked, but the victim pulled out his gun in self-defense and shot the Marvell TWICE. Marvell survived but now he’s serving one year in jail for his attack on the unidentified victim.  It lets me know that the actions of Marvell and many other teenagers that are playing The Knockout Game, is the very main reason why it’s gonna be hard to demolish the ‘Stand Your Ground’ law.

Let me be real: If you take your behind out here in the streets and start looking for trouble, you will find it very quickly. I’m glad that God spared this young boy’s life, giving him a chance to get act together. But if this ‘Knockout’ foolishness doesn’t come to a screeching halt, there’s gonna be a couple of dead teenagers scattered abroad the United States of America.

I can’t speak for anyone else but as far as I’m concerned, there are some questions that have yet to be answered. I couldn’t help but to ask myself, “Where are his parents? Do they not know that their son has been terrorizing the neighborhood? Do they not care? Are they too busy living their own life? Did they just give up on him? Are they out there making more babies? When will this nonsense stop?”

All of us need to come together and think of a plan to reach the youth and shape them into respectable human beings. If the parents don’t wanna do the work of raising their young men and women into respectable adults, let’s try to do something to show them that we do care about them. Let’s brainstorm and figure out what we can do to keep them out of the streets and out of trouble. Something has to get done because otherwise, the future of the youth will be destroyed. They will either be in jail or in the grave.

It’s a good thing that Marvell got a second chance at life and I’m pretty sure that when he gets his tail outta jail, he’ll have his act together, especially since The Knockout Game is now considered a FELONY due to the severity of the crime. But of course, you’re gonna get that one knucklehead who thinks that he’s untouchable and that’s gonna be the one that loses his life. And once you’re dead, you’re dead. There are no second chances after death. And if Lil’ Jay Jay gets killed because he tried to knock out a total stranger for fun, you already know what’s gonna take place:

1. His mama is gonna get on camera, crying the blues over Jay Jay (“oh Lawd, my baby!”) because he got his brains blown out by a dude that he tried to test.

2. His family and friends are gonna get on camera and say, “Jay Jay was such a good person. He was always smiling and he had never had a bad word to say about anybody. He did well in school and was talking about going to college.”

This picture is always painted about someone when they pass away but we all know that sometimes, that’s not the case. Sometimes, the real deal is that Jay Jay was hell on two legs while he was on earth and he started trouble everywhere he went. So his luck ran out and now he’s gone. In other words, the youth need to understand that nothing good comes outta being in those streets. In order to live a long and prosperous life, their focus needs to be on the things that will take them further in life.

Sonica

Copyright © 2013 by Sonica Jackson

***The views and opinions expressed here on my website are solely those of myself and do not in any way represent the views and opinions of WordPress or anyone else.