The decision not to charge two Minneapolis police officers in the shooting of Jamar Clark has left a lot people with a lot of feelings that we need to process in order to heal, and it's going to take some time. However confusing or disappointing the decision may be, I have to admit I'm not surprised. I'm not surprised at all, and that makes me sad.
And to be completely honest with you, a lot of things make me sad right now.
I'm sad for Jamar, and I'm sad for all of the people who loved him — his family most of all.
I'm sad for the involved police officers and their families. I'm sad for good police officers who risk their lives daily to protect our communities.
I'm sad for the good, hardworking people who live in places like north Minneapolis who are often stereotyped and seldom valued as contributing members of society.
I'm sad for our community and the wounds that never seem to heal.
I'm sad that we live in a justice system that stacks the deck against us, one that pits communities against the people intended to protect them.
I'm sad that our justice system doesn't seek or promote the truth but instead works like an impetuous revolving door.