“I can’t breathe!”, “I can’t breathe!”, “I can’t breathe!”
As a black Latino American living in London, a member of a historically oppressed group, I still have some access, privilege, and attention to contribute. I felt tremendous pain and guilt, watching my people fight for justice from over 3000 miles away. I donated money and shared resources, but still felt unsatisfied. Despite my efforts, I didn’t feel like I was doing my part. I found myself with an immense pressure to contribute more; to get out of my bubble, out of my relative comfort and do something, anything; but what could I do from abroad? It seemed like this was a “U.S.” problem. How should someone living in the UK react?
The only thing left to do was to hit the streets and shout. I joined thousands of Londoners and lent my note to the collective song.
“Say his name, George Floyd!”, “Say his name, George Floyd!”, “Say his name, George Floyd!”
Despite understanding history and knowing that racism and its ugly legacy isn’t a uniquely American problem, I was surprised and thankful to see the massive response that the city of London unleashed after the murder of George Floyd. When I say the city of London, I mean the people who have either suffered or acknowledge the suffering of others under the grip of white supremacy and its ruling institutions.
Thousands came together, despite risks associated with the pandemic, and put out a collective cry heard across the city. Racism is a global problem and requires actions across all cities, countries, and continents. Our voice is now stronger than it has ever been and has the capacity to manifest serious change in our society.
For everyone who is out there screaming, chanting, and walking for justice all over the world – this one is dedicated to you. I honor you and your great bravery. We are making a difference. Legislation is already being debated and voted on as you read this — all because of us. Although the end is nowhere near, we are many steps closer today than we were two weeks ago. Protesting may eventually cease, and some justice may be served, but the fight will have to go on. Protestors, allies, fighters, keep on.
Protestors, allies, fighters, keep on!