Ben Writes Whatever

I believe to be a good writer requires one to possess a reasonable amount of insanity. But to be a great writer one has to truly be committed. And if there is one thing I’ve learned during this pandemic and racial upheaval is that I really should be committed. I’m not the same man I was before america finally decided that Black lives will never matter. That this country will never see us as human beings is a painful reality to live with. White folks will never know what that feels like. So, excuse me when I don’t crave the normalcy that others seem so desperate to return to.

At times, I feel like a tightly clenched fist, tense with rage, ready to punch my way through the rest of my life. Instead, I decided to end El Paso POV after blogging for nearly five years on WordPress. I needed a change of space in order to flex more of my story telling skills hence the name Ben Writes Whatever. Because I plan to write…well…whatever. I’m a writer and I’ve never fully owned that part of myself. I’ve never taken that part of myself seriously.

Today, (in fact, just a little while ago) I learned that a former LMPD officer has been indicted by a grand jury on three counts of “wanton endangerment” in the murder of Breonna Taylor. Not good enough…nowhere near good enough. Breonna was a daughter, sister, girlfriend, and above all else a human being. What the indictment actually says is that according to Kentucky law Breonna’s life was not as valuable as the property that was damaged by the reckless actions of Brett Hankison. To even charge Hankison reinforces that fact and for the Kentucky AG, Daniel Cameron (the first Black independently elected Kentucky AG) to urge calm is a slap in the face. This country has squandered every opportunity to show that Black lives matter. And, yet again, racists win.