I’m definitely a news junkie, so it’s expected that I had my TV on when the Kentucky Grand Jury announced they’re not indicting any murder charges against the plainclothes cops that killed Breonna Taylor.
As much as the cynic in me knew this was going to happen, I couldn’t help but feel angry and sad that these guys are getting away with murdering an innocent black woman. I’ve followed Breonna’s case since March, and I teared up to find out that she was unapologetically gunned down in her own apartment. She was in her pajamas, it was date night with her boyfriend. I read how she had big dreams and collected her memories and aspirations in a binder, to be the shining success in her family. How she wanted to be a nurse, how she cared for her niece. And to be taken away so cruelly, because of unlawful and underlying biased acts. She was wholly innocent and a victim of clear, systemic racism.
When someone loses a life, you pray that justice would be served.
Breonna’s murder happened in March, and I remember when the news broke out on CNN. Even the podcast “How Did This Get Made?” mentioned her murder, and there was even a plea for donations for her funeral expenses on GoFundMe. After knowing Breonna’s story and how fucked up our systems are, how can I not help?
I hope Breonna Taylor’s story — both the beauty of her life and the utter tragedy of her murder — never gets forgotten. I hope we never forget that she, even in death, has inspired many in this country to strive and fight for change.