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We’re Young, Passionate and Bent on Justice: Why #BlackLivesMatter Is Irresistible

This movement is showing what wholeness looks like and demanding a whole and uncompromised justice.

The people dying are moms and dads, kids and teenagers, nerdy, quiet boys and girls. This movement is showing what wholeness looks like and demanding a whole and uncompromised justice.

“Black Lives Matter” is the rallying cry protesting the escalating deaths of innocent black people at the hands of police and other authorities in the United States. Those three words are radical: They get at the root of what blacks and other Americans standing up for justice believe we must assert, unequivocally, every day.

We are embodying something different in this movement. It is worth celebrating what is new in how we are living the movement today.

Our generation’s grief is closer to the surface than ever before as we experience—by means of simultaneous spiritual and technological awakening—what it feels like to be collectively aware of oppression on a national scale. We feel the desperate speed with which injustice falls on us, and hold each other through it in physical and virtual spaces. But it doesn’t just feel like we’re being slaughtered—we have the texts, records, reports, and videos to document the rhythm of modern violence.

We are learning to dance. To grieve collectively, online and in person, to grieve marching and blockading and healing, to grieve in motion.

The “who” matters. The black people who are dying in this racial conflict are not esteemed movement leaders, strategists, voices of dissent, people choosing to practice radical economics, or armed militia. They’re daughters and fathers focused on survival, asking for help, on their way to or from work. Nerdy, quiet boys and girls. Teenagers and children in or near their homes. They’re people who fall outside a guilty or innocent paradigm. Any of us, or our family members, on any given day, could be these people.

Those who have responded don’t fit the traditional mold of leadership either. That relatively young people are leading this movement shouldn’t be a surprise; each generation rolls up like a wave that has never faced the sand and transforms the shoreline. (It is thrilling, I’ll admit, to see mature organizers stepping aside, but still playing the roles of mentor and cheerleader.)

The people showing up to lead this movement are young, and they are black, queer, trans, disabled, poor, middle-class, students. And they’re bringing their whole selves—all of their converging identities—to the movement. To have multiple oppressed identities in this country used to mean learning to create an internal hierarchy where identities vied for the need to be witnessed and loved by the community. Many of us have studied how, in previous movements for liberation in the United States, gender, sexuality, class, ability, and other core aspects of ourselves were routinely diminished, considered controversial distractions when raised.

Now, love is the language of the movement—self-love, and loving the wholeness of our comrades. We have been in real struggles, internally and with each other, learning how to bring our whole selves into political conversation.

All black lives matter, every single one. And that truth necessitates a society in which all lives matter: queer, trans, disabled, multiracial, elder, writers, artists, teachers, healers, workers, parents. All of them.

Those who are shaping this movement have in common a practice of saying “yes” to being many things. Yes, we are black, we are queer, we are lovers, we are mamas and daddies and aunties and uncles, we are Asian, we are disabled, we are transgender, we are allies, we are white, we are unlearning and unteaching racism, we are listening, we are transient, we are Arab, we are indigenous, we are immigrant, we are persecuted, we are dying too, we are with you, we are you.

This movement isn’t asking for inclusion—it is showing what wholeness looks like and demanding a whole and uncompromised justice. There is a saying that you have to love yourself first, before others will see how lovable you are. Yes, look at us. We are irresistible.

We’re not going to stand for it. Are you?

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