I was asked today what I thought about the events that have been unfolding in Ferguson, over the course of the past few months. I'm finding it really difficult to have an opinion on the topic... not just because I wasn't there, but because no matter the circumstances that have lead us to where we are today, it's a tragedy.
It's tragic because I can't consider a world where a police officer is afraid, or feels so entitled that it's within his right, to provoke another man because of who he is.
It's tragic because I can't consider a world where a young man feels that there is no better way... no other options than to provoke a man because of who he is.
It's a tragedy, because I can't consider the situation without thinking of these two boys.
These boys love each other like brothers. Not because they aren't supposed to... not because they have to... but because they want to. Differences, similarities and everything in between. I don't want to consider these two amazing boys having to live in a world that expects or tolerates anything different.