Discerning of the Media Truth
Close to Home
My oldest son was outside with all of his friends as I pulled to a stop in our driveway. One of his friends had parked in my usual spot so I parked behind the car that they all worked on that night, which at present is not working.
One of the kids greeted me with a hug, his normal custom and told me to turn around. He had a stern look on his face, which for this kid was uncommon but I thought that he was fooling with me as this and most friends of my son did often. I think of them as my kids too when they are at my home and tell them as much.
“Dad (all my sons friends call me that),“ he finally prevailed upon me. “You should really turn around he said.” I did.
To my astonishment, a police officer stood behind me trying to get my attention. A Police officer followed me home! This happened in February of 2016. He followed me without my knowledge to my house. He did not turn on lights or try to gain my attention in any way other than when I exited the car.
The scene in my yard so distracted me—of the commotion of teens—that I did not notice the patrol car in my rearview mirror approaching.
The officer said, “Sir, I just wanted to let you know your right headlight is out.”
“Okay,” I muttered stunned and a bit surprised that someone was behind me. The man was one of those fit cop-types too. The one you know new some type of fighting style and that could catch a criminal who darted away on foot.
“You have a good night sir,” he said leaving. I think he might even have smiled.
“You too,” I responded. After he left, I grabbed the teen who alerted me. I hugged him tightly with nervous laughter.
“I am so glad that you are White,” came the words out of my mouth! “I do not know how this would have gone if you and all these other kids (who were also White) were not here.” He laughed, but I was serious.
I did not let on that I was serious to them. I made a big show of how dangerous it is for me since I am Black and that cops shoot people like us. I had them laughing as I left them to enter my home. Oh, yeah, the officer was also a White person.
One time in my life have the police detained me for looking suspicious occurred in Nashville, GA because it was raining outside at night and I was running away from Judge Knight’s house. I had gone there with my cousin to use the phone. We then ran a quarter of a mile or so to the store where a patrol car pulled up and the officers told us to wait there for our parents. The officers were not mean. We were kids and we did what they said.
A neighbor had called out of concern because she saw two people running from the judge’s house when she knew that the judge’s wife was at hope alone and ill. That we were Black may have been an issue, but I could never know. This neighbor would have called had anyone been running from the judge’s home.
Do Not Fear The Police
Fast-forward to February 2016. My first reaction was to thank God that there were White people in my yard! I have never been hurt or insulted by police. I felt guilty. He could have pulled me over and given me a ticket, but he did not. He waited until I was safely in my yard. He did not even yell at me, but tried to gain my attention apologetically and I returned his behavior with fear and distrust.
All of this is because I hear in the media that police shoot Black men, unarmed Black men. I live in Arizona where most people seemed to be armed due to the state laws, so I could say he was being polite just in case I was carrying, legally carrying and he did not want to surprise me. I could say that he saw the White people in my yard and decided not to harm me due to their presence. I could say many things. He probably didn’t even know I was Black until I exited the vehicle!
I am ashamed though. I am ashamed that I have started to distrust the police due to what I have seen on TV, heard on the radio, and viewed on the internet. It is this type of fear that I felt that causes people to believe things that are not true about others. It causes prejudice. Little by little, I am allowing the influences of the media to take away my trust of the police. Heck, my wife has an uncle who is a detective! He was an officer of the law for years before that. I have acquaintances who are officers of the law!
I have never been arrested. I have received tickets and knew that I deserved them. Thank God I have never met the cops who abuse their position. Even if I did, I would be compliant. Why was I afraid?
Trust the Media?
I feared because the media, in order to reach its goal to sell information, has fostered a culture of fear and prejudice. They, the media, have taken true events and lambasted them across the information web so much that it has created hysteria. The media is what caused the phenomenon that ended up being World War II! Hitler used it to help win election in Germany and start another Reich.
I see the same thing happening with Donald Trump. Is he as bad as the media says he is? I am too prejudiced against him now to care to find out. I already did not like him because of his behavior on regular TV. When I heard he was running for president I laughed aloud.
No one would vote for him. I was wrong. I found his crass behavior entertaining. I even found myself identifying with him. I would like to tell someone where to stuff his or her attitudes occasionally. I then realized that I don’t do that because it is rude. I dismissed Trump and moved on. I would not want a rude president.
Now, the media has me afraid that there is going to be a race war. The media gave me video of Trump behaving in what they call a racist way. They say he hates Black people and I believe them. It seems that no matter what Trump does his laud grows. His celebrity grows particularly from supporters of Abraham Lincoln’s Republican Party to which I belonged until I decided to be independent, the party that eventually freed my ancestors.
Does Media tell the truth or sell information? Please comment to explain.
How does that relate to being ashamed of reacting to the police the way I did? A fear begins to enter my heart about the Republican Party, the party of the first free Black people in America. It shows that I allow other people to think for me when I should do it for myself and trust my own research. I do not support Donald Trump as the potential Republican nominee and will not vote for him because he has bully behavior and that it the ONLY reason I should have. I have witnessed that. Everything else is smoke and mirrors. I fear for the Republican Party though I left it. I fear that it no longer stands for what Lincoln created it for, the safety of the Republic of The United States of America.
So, if a good cop or republican candidate stands before me, all I see is the fear of discrimination. That is not what birthed the Republican Party. I became Independent because the party no longer represented what I thought it did in the past.
I cannot support the others of the party running for nomination because they participated in the bully behavior. I am not inclined to vote for Hillary Clinton if she wins the primary of the Democrats because of her association with the last Clinton in office. I have never trusted the Democratic Party because they supported the enslavement of my ancestors. Yet, I find myself wishing President Obama could run for another four years and I did not vote for him in either election!
We do not get to choose who wins president, but we do get to choose who runs. The old Republican Party is what I long for now. The old Republican party of Regan is what will save us. The Post Civil Rights Movement Democratic Party is also what we need. We need both parties to start again.
Who Would your vote For?
All Around Information Revolution
We need revolution in the parties and media to be true to its original purpose to further democracy by giving the readers awareness of the truth. Well, I suppose the readers and viewers need to revolution also so that we can be ready to hear the truth that the revolution media gives so that we can have good choices from the revolution parties to support, not just for the presidency, but all elected government.
Media, stop supporting fear in my heart and inform me so that I can actually make a choice based on education and not emotion alone. You have betrayed me Media. Stop making me afraid of the police. Stop polarizing the people!
Thanks to you REAL patriots of the world (all nations) who inform us of the truth—real reporters, journalist and history recorders. I love my USA REAL patriots for giving the truth though you are small in number. Thanks for keeping me honest with what is going on in society and with me. Now I can guard against the apostasy of new media.
My Own Mind!
So, is racism alive? Yes, but not in my living room. Are police shooting people? Yeah, not the ones in my area. Is Trump the antichrist? I don’t know, but he is a bully. Am I a Republican? No, but that is the party of my ancestors emancipation. I do not like either party right now—never liked democrats. I fear I might have to write in a candidate for nomination—Mitt Romney.
© 2016 Rodric Johnson