Security Blanket

When I was younger I had to have something silky to rub on as well as suck my thumb to go to sleep. That was my security. When the world seemed all wrong for my little 2 year old self all I needed was my thumb and my silky to feel safe and secure. If I had those things I would be able to sleep or get through a particularly rough day before Christmas when, "I don't care anymore, I am tired of being good," was my new mantra.
So where is the security blanket now. If being Black in America wasn't enough, since I was already treated like a criminal, we now have the most strict regulations that regulate every part of our lives. When you go to sign a home loan you have the Patriot Act thrown in your face. When you use the cell phone and the click and whirr come on, showing you that Big Brother is listening or when you may say the wrong thing at the wrong time anywhere in public and you are automatically taken in for violation of the Patriot Act, where is the security. A silky and a thumb doesn't fix that. We are a country of fear and every year around this time in perpetuity we are going to be reminded of our fear and continue to all our lives to be taken over. I guess I just want an easy fix, but I should know better than that. Nothing is easy and now days nothing is safe.

Ms. Denva