George Floyd Protests

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This is stupid.

That cop should never have killed him.

That doesn't mean that we have to attack all police officers.

One murderous cop doesn't make all of them bad.

Why does the protesting have to get so out of control and voilent?

Some states had to call in the National Guard!

An incident that occurred in another city, another state, should not affect the lives of people who just want to go about their day. Innocent police officers are being attacked, people who have nothing to do with what occurred in  Minneapolis, but are suffering the consequences anyway. Stores are being looted and broken into, streets and highways are being blocked, and a Fed-Ex driver has been attacked. Fights are breaking out, and cities are being placed under curfew.

This went from being about a corrupt cop killing a helpless man, to a fight about race. You know what I see? I see people. White, black, brown, we are all the same. People are people. No one race is responsible for what has happened, but are being attacked anyway. Some are even using this as an excuse to get voilent. There is no reason to be damaging property, yet it is happenning, because of people's stupidity.

Innocent people are being hurt by this, COVID-19 is spreading, and our properties are being damaged. I'm not saying that protesting is wrong. I'm saying that if you want to protest, do it peacefully. Don't attack innocents, and don't destroy property. Store owners, police officers, even white people in general are afraid for their lives and futures.

What happened was horrible. Don't attack innocent people.

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