I Stand With Mizzou


We are living in a time where there is an all out war against Black bodies. You thought that this war was just for your grandparents and parents. If you’re still thinking that after the Civil Rights Movement everything was all peace, love, and happiness, then you need to wake up. Nowhere is safe. People who are still living in a Plessy vs. Ferguson world think that Blackness is a sickness infecting our society. They’re trying to get rid of it any way possible.

Despite college campuses being a place of intellectual growth, in 2015, it’s still a breeding ground for racist, idiocy. Online, a white student at the University of Missouri threatened to shoot every Black person that he saw on campus. Rightfully so, this threat has led to fear and anger circulating throughout Missouri’s campus. Yes, the president has stepped down and the student responsible for making those threats has been taken into custody, but when are things going to change?


University of Missouri, like many colleges and universities, has been plagued by racism for years. However, due to how engrained  racism is in our education, nothing has been done. These universities have their presidents resign, but do not fully address the problem. Change only happens when they fear that their endowment or enrollment is in jeopardy.

There needs to be a fundamental change in how colleges and universities discuss racism and race relations on college campuses. The tone-deaf boys and girls who think it’s fun to wear blackface, dress up as a “chola”, draw a swastika in feces on campus, hang a picture of a lynched Black woman on a student’s door, pet Black people’s hair like they are a part of human zoo are the same men and women who start running companies, teaching classes, working anywhere as they spread the racism that they thought was funny in college.

I stand with Mizzou, but I’m done seeing my bothers and sisters fall to racism. Every time a Black life is lost, we are reminded that every fabric of this privileged society is failing everyone. In this 21-century, we are fighting the same battles that our ancestors died for. I am ashamed to say that I am a citizen of  this country, which my ancestors were used to build. Even though our backs burned from labor and centuries of physical abuse and violence, I still do not feel safe walking down the street or going to college. Our ancestors are weeping because in a world where we can like something by simply tapping a button, we’re still able to spread so much hate.