Black Lives Matter

I’ve been quiet for too long. I cannot be quiet any more.

We’re lucky to live in Clinton. Our Police Department is full of people who have grown up here, who know this town, who care for us no matter what we look like.

That doesn’t mean you can’t be frustrated with what’s happening in our country right now. Or that your frustration hasn’t turned to anger. I understand. I’m angry as hell.

Please, don’t let that anger turn to violence. The right to gather in public and protest nonviolently is a cornerstone of our nation. We need to work together to change the world, to fix the injustice so many face every day, even doing simple things we all take for granted.

I have no solutions. Frankly, what the world needs right now is fewer white guys talking and more of them listening. What I do have is privilege, and a voice. So if you’re frustrated, or angry, use me. I want to hear from you. If you need a place to vent, plot, plan, strategize, organize or mobilize, I will do whatever I can to help you find it. If you want to talk to Clinton PD to see what they’re doing to keep you, and all of us, safe, I will do everything in my power to make that happen.

I have many friends who are first responders and correctional officers. I appreciate everything they do more than they probably know. With all due respect, this moment isn’t about them, just like it isn’t about me.

This is about you. This is about making sure you know you have a voice and you and your family feel safe, no matter where you come from or what you look like.

Stay strong.