Friday, January 4, 2008
What Kind Of Condom Is Blue
A young man walks into a supermarket in Omaha, Nebraska, U.S. navel and opens fire on the stunned passersby. Carries a rifle, but what really what weapon is a constant sense of contempt, depression and despair. He lost his job at a local McDonald's and his girlfriend left him. Before nightfall, eight, nine if you count the young man died. It is assumed that Robert Hawkins killed himself to end the slaughter. He was 19 years. In a suicide note left in the house where he stayed, wrote that he wanted to be famous.
What does that say about American life that you feel so desperate so empty, at the age of 19? What does that say about the American fascination with fame? What you have to do to get fired from McDonald's? What do you think this boy had to wait in the future? Unemployment, with very few realistic possibilities. The feeling that one is not wanted - that one is worthless.
The U.S. economy (for workers) has taken a nosedive from the ravages of globalization we are left with few service jobs instead of factory jobs have been lost. The U.S. military in a time that is frankly desperate for recruits, would not accept this.
Try to imagine, how it feels to be a young black man of 19 years in America these days? Product of an education system that barely deserves the name. What do you think that young black hope in the future?
These two young men, who shot people in the mall and black imagery of this story, had their educational experience under some cynically called " No Child Left Behind . One question - how could leave more ago? A boy enters
in a large shopping center, corridors and shops filled with consumers looking for a Black Friday bargain, knowing that will never live there. The other risk their lives in senseless gang activities or drug urban business, ready to kill or die for a brief glimpse of the life that was denied for a long time.
is often said that young people feel invulnerable and immortal. Maybe that was the case in past generations. But as shown by these events, some young people are so alienated, so lost, who long for death as an escape from a life they find intolerable.
What does that say about us? From the corridor
of death, I am Mumia Abu-Jamal.
December 2007.
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