Possibly the most sickening thing about America is its racial selectivity. White person kills white person. Zzzzz. Black person kills black person. Zzzzz. Black person kills white person. Zzzzz. White person kills black person — the world stops. Or explodes.Or it might have to do with the circumstances of individual killings, but thinking about these things is haaaard and somebody's late for their afternoon pudding. Besides, all this anger over unarmed teenagers being shot is just so damn boring.
Michael Brown’s life or Trayvon Martin’s life would be just as valuable if a person of a different color had done the shooting. But we would not know the victims’ names, of course. [...]All right, America, you've heard the man. Your stories of racial tensions and distrust and ongoing segregation and unarmed black Americans being shot down are officially boring now. Bring him a story of a dead unarmed white guy shot by cops and maybe he'll feel refreshed enough to care again. Maybe. Probably not.
I realize that Al Sharpton, Rand Paul, and the rest of America can’t react to the fall of every sparrow. And I know full well about the legacy of slavery and Jim Crow. But maybe we could mix it up a little, for variety’s sake?