It is not that I don’t believe that #BlackLivesMatter. It is that I believe that #NoLifeMatters to the State.
Black Lives Matter misses the whole damned point. The State doesn’t care about you. The masses don’t care about you. They never will. Black people do not care about the masses. Nor do White people.
Generally speaking, the average Homo Sapiens cares about a small circle of friends, family and acquaintances. Outside of that circle, everything grows abstract.
If a White person has Black friends, that White person will have some awareness of the trials of being Black in America. If they do not, they will not. Nor will they generally think about it.
This is the same with Black people, Asian, Arab and other people.
Which brings us to the challenge of #BlackLivesMatter. By focusing on such a specific group of people, you have left out a majority of the population of America. Those with Black friends, family and acquaintances will care to some degree. Those outside of the circle may show some empathy but will expend zero energy for a cause outside of their circle of awareness and empathy.
The use of BLACK in the term is self defeating.
And then we have this odd demand of those who listen to Hip Hop and Rap for Cultural Awareness.
Do Black people concern themselves with the culture of other peoples when they listen to classical music, Persian or Arab music, or, even, Shakira? If not, why is it incumbent upon White people to know the history of Hip Hop or Robert Johnson when they listen to this music.
Most people listen to music that moves them. Very few people delve into the lives or histories behind the music.
It doesn’t help matters when Black Americans claim pieces of history for themselves that have occurred all across the planet. For instance, braided hair. Black people in Africa and Slaves are not the only folks in history to have ever braided their hair. This goes for dreadlocks and a whole slew of “Black Culture” claims.