That's okay. You don't have to believe me. It's the truth though. I was let go due to a problem with alcoholism. I don't blame anyone but myself. I managed to get myself sober and find new employment to provide for myself and my family.
I've been in recovery for seven years. I have met probably a thousand-plus people in the rooms of AA all over the country -- from rural Wisconsin to the heart of Las Vegas to the shining metropolis of Paducah, Kentucky, to Atlanta, to New York, to Chicago, to San Francisco, to inner-city Baltimore -- during that time. And not a single one has ever espoused the bootstraps, "enjoy life but not on other people's money," self-centered attitude you've been shouting about over the last 36 hours. Because none of those rooms would exist without people tossing in a buck or two or ten at every meeting to keep the place going and to keep it available for those who need it and those who might decide they need it. Because the philosophy of AA is that when anyone, anywhere, reaches out for help, I want the hand of AA always to be there.
And that's the heart of the problem in Baltimore, which is once again a city I love dearly, miss dearly, wept for yesterday and wept for again this morning when I looked on a map and saw looting and fires happening literally a block away from my old house, and a break-in at a shop that was on my walk home from work when I lived there.
The problem in Baltimore is that the assistance, the support, the service and the protection that a historically oppressed subset of the population so desperately needs
is not there for them, and even more importantly, there are people in power arguing that
it should not be there for them.
Baltimore burned last night because generations of systemic racism finally reached a boiling point. The logical thing to do in response would be to take a step back, examine the situation holistically and ask ourselves, "How the
fuck did it get to this point?" But instead, we're calling people thugs and hoodlums and worse, instead of taking five seconds to listen to their pain, to understand their pain, to even start to
try to comprehend all of the factors that have gone into building and simmering this tension for so, so many years.
And that's why I will likely weep for Baltimore again after I get home from work in an hour and a half. And I will continue to do so until the people in power -- government, media, the elite -- stop trying to find people to blame for this situation and stop trying to make people afraid of a subset of their fellow Americans and start trying to actually understand
why the fuck this is happening.