George Floyd


I need to preface what I’m sharing in this episode/post with the fact that typically I don’t publicly share my political views, and I keep my thoughts and feelings to myself on social issues. But last night, when I stumbled across a video on Facebook showing the fate of George Floyd, I was disturbed and angered. I fell asleep and woke up this morning with George and his plight on my mind, and I couldn’t keep quiet on this one ... so here goes ...


Please, please ...

I can’t breathe man ...

Your knee is in my neck, I can’t breathe ...

Momma, Momma ...

I’m through ...

My stomach hurt, my neck hurt, everything hurt ...

I need some water or something ...

Please ...

I can’t breathe officer ...

They gone kill me ...

And they did. Four men dressed in police uniforms killed George Floyd in broad daylight, on a city street filled with people joining their pleas with his for help. I struggle to call them police and I struggle to call them men. Who do you call for help, when the police need to be policed?


When the video starts, George is already lying on the ground with his hands cuffed behind him, and one of the officers, Derek Chauvin, is kneeling on George with one of his knees on his neck. George as well as bystanders can be heard begging the police officer to take his knee off of George’s neck.


While George’s cries and moans grow weaker, the protests of the crowd grow louder, but to no avail. The police officer continues to kneel on George’s neck.


There were two other officers next to Chauvin who all appear to be holding George down, and another officer doing crowd control. The two officers who you can clearly see in the video, Chauvin, the officer with his knee on George's neck, and Tou Thao, the officer doing crowd control, showed no compassion or sense of humanity when George was begging for help. Essentially, begging for his life.


At around 4:04 of the video I saw, George stops moving. For the entire four minutes of the video to this point, George and the bystanders have been begging for the officers to show some mercy and get off of George, who is lying on the ground, handcuffed and and being held down by three officers. Not resisting. Just struggling to breathe. Just calling for his momma and begging for his life. Yet, the police ignore George’s pleas and that of the bystanders around them.


From around 4:04 to 6:43, when the paramedics arrive, George is lying completely still on the ground while bystanders are begging for the police to check his pulse. With one bystander overheard to say, ‘Did they just kill him?’


One paramedic can be seen checking George’s pulse and then heading back to the ambulance to get a stretcher. Then George, who is still handcuffed, is manhandled onto the stretcher with very little care given to his neck or spine, which is what you would normally expect to see. If there was even a hint of a pulse when the paramedic checked him, you would expect them to start CPR right there on the scene. But they didn’t. He was just put onto the stretcher. They didn’t even bother to strap him down. At around 8:09 in the video, where you can briefly see George lying on his back on the stretcher, it doesn’t look like he’s breathing.

Perhaps CPR was performed on George once in the ambulance. I can only hope that everything was done to try to save his life on route to the hospital.


Listen, I don’t want to be a part of the dialogue that says all police are bad, because I don’t believe that for one minute. But these were not officers of the law. They was perps in uniform, licensed and armed to kill. In this case it wasn’t by bullets, but something far more sinister. This was death by inhumanity. I view these men, not as men, but as some sort of hybrid between man and beast.

What’s happened to the idea of the police serving and protecting? Who do you call when you need protection from the police?


I’m an American living in the UK and I feel like I have no country. I’m not welcome in my own, and I’m just a resident in the one I live in ... no citizenship. My husband would be more welcome in my country than me, just because of the shade of his skin. No one would see him as a threat. He wouldn’t be unnecessarily stopped or threatened with bodily harm. He wouldn’t be suspected. Period.

Earlier this year the hubs and I along with another couple, paid our deposit for a trip to LA, San Francisco and Vegas sometime in October. I didn’t really want to be in America right before the presidential elections, because I knew that emotions would be high, and that I could possibly be in danger as a black woman in America. It breaks my heart to say this about a country that I have loved so dearly, but can no longer call home. As much as I wanted to see LA for the first time, there was a part of me that was scared. Now, due to Covid19, our trip has been cancelled, and I’m relived.

When I watched George laying on the ground in that video, I saw my father, my brothers, my nephews and my friends in his face. That could have been any one of them. It could have been me.


Enough is enough. If what we’re seeing played out over and over again all around the US is considered ‘great’ then you can keep your great. Fuck your great. I’d rather have my right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.”

If this is not true for all, then it’s not true for anyone. All lives matter!

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