I had been putting off seeing the movie ‘The Butler’ for a long time, I don’t know why, I really wanted to see it but I couldn’t bring my self to do it.
I finally saw it yesterday, and I now realize I SHOULDN’T HAVE SEEN IT!
It just took me on a wild ride of emotions, one minute I was shocked, then I was angry, then I was sad, this is the first movie I’ve seen in a while that brought me really close to crying.
2 main things that have been running through my mind since I saw that movie
First, I really don’t understand how some hearts hold so much wickedness, so much hatred?
There’s really no other way to describe that than as hatred? and for what purpose. the scene in the movie where the KKK people attacked the freedom bus haunts me still… there was so much hatred on their faces, like it was a spirit just pushing them. I would really love to talk to one of them and just find out why? Like what was the main reason? What was their vision maybe?
And the second thing is that sometimes, the same experiences mean different things to different people. Consider this… when Obama became president, everybody started talking about how great it was that an African could be president in America but even though we all thought it was awesome, for an African person who lived through the 50s and 60s in America, it represents a whole lot more.
Its the same way that we all talk about Mandela and everything he did, for some of us, no matter how much we connect to it, we still will never fully understand it.
I’m guessing that’s why its easy for us to throw around cuss word like “Nigga” and “bitches” because we just don’t know, we don’t feel the pain that those words once caused, we don’t understand the hatred that fueled those words.
We might say things have changed and words have evolved, but that’s not true… for everyone who lived and died through those words and times, though they move on and and maybe live on, every time someone throws around those words like it means absolutely nothing, I see them wince and gasp in pain as they feel the lashes across their backs once again.
On to the next one – “12 Years a Slave”