Lord have mercy, the Apocalypse is upon us; Snoop is on Larry King's show tonight.
These are strange times folks, strange times.
Anywhoo, I could chase racism tonight, but I won't. (h/t to Dave) I could even go on a wild -racism -goose chase, but I won't. (I swear some folks shouldn't even get a race card. They just abuse it)
Nope, there will be none of that. Tonight I am thinking about my personal experiences and how it's drawn me closer to the hopelessness of an entire generation.
Today after a little R&R, I headed up to State Road here in Philly which is where our three county prisons are located. I went to visit a young man who was recently arrested, and whose family asked me to take his case. It's always particularly depressing for me when I visit the county because of the young men that I see there, and where it takes my mind.
Today it took my mind back few weeks. Sitting in a court room while a young man-not unlike the one I just visited- was sentenced. The judge gave him a 25 year minimum, and dude just kind of shrugged and started smiling. Smiling! He kept looking around the court room and smiling at some of his people who were in the back of the room. I have seen that type of reaction from defendant's before, and usually it's just nervousness or fear. But not this time. My man honestly didn't understand the gravity of his situation.
His momma was there, and she wasn't smiling. In fact, she was crying a river. Too late.She should have been crying when the truant officers were telling her that his little ass wasn't going to school. I looked around, and, of course, there was no daddy. There never is.
I couldn't get over the look on my man's face. Twenty Five years of his life gone, and all he could do was shrug and smile like someone just told him that he flunked his driver's license test. He must have heard how Snoop beat his charges and thought that he could do likewise. Sorry young buck, you will not be on Larry King anytime soon.
But I guess when you have no life to look forward to it's easy when you are being told that you will lose twenty five years of it. The sad thing is that being in jail will probably extend his life for a longer period than most of his peers.
There are three huge jails on State Road here in Philly. And they are always full. Most of the people in there look like me but they happen to be a little younger. Most of the people in there will end up going where that young man I saw in court a few weeks back, went. And the neighborhoods they left will just replace the newly departed with others just like them.
Tomorrow is Sunday, and in those same neighborhoods all the churches will be full. Just like the buildings on State Road.