That was some cold-blooded shit right there. That really messed me up. I went looking for my boys and decided if shit don’t change around her pretty damn fast, we have got to go. I do not want my kids murdered but some demonic cop. That was evil as it gets. I’m with you Mark, I have half black children as well and hell no, hell no. I marched three nights with the protesters, I saw cops arrogantly pushing protesters around. I have never felt so helpless in my life. This is what it feels like to be black, I told myself, as I had to suck it up and back away when they came up on us. I thought about my wife, my kids, my family and I backed up because confronting them could very well be a death sentence. For that moment in time, I knew what it felt like to be a black person in this country. It was staggering. I’ll say this, Black people are strong as hell because for over 400 years they have endured raw, debilitating hatred. Black Lives Matter.