#SoulSharing: Losing Chadwick Boseman

August 29, 2020

I’ve been trying to process why I’m so phukking angry about the death of Chadwick Boseman.

Not even sad. Just legit pissed off.
I think I’ve figured it out though.

I blame white supremacy.
Stay with me for a moment…

No, white supremacy did not kill Chadwick Boseman. As far as we know, it was natural (because hated though it is, cancer is part of the nature of life). He wasn’t shot in the streets, shot in the back, shot in his sleep, shot in his car, shot in his neighborhood, or shot in a playground.

But too many of us are indeed gunned down and killed both unnaturally and unnecessarily. Too many of us have our lives stolen through state-sanctioned murder.

So many that when death comes in its natural yet unexpected form, this feels like a theft as well.

And my anger no longer cares about the difference, because I’m just sick of our people being taken from us by anything other than old age.

White supremacy did not kill Chadwick Boseman (as far as we can directly tell, anyway….). But white supremacy kills so many others and traumatizes those left living so deeply that its left a blood-stained mark everywhere it shouldn’t be able to reach.

Like the death of our Black Panther. #WakandaForever

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