One evening I stood on a corner and watched a lot of young Black males sell drugs while a caravan of cars pulled up to the same house as if they were placing orders at a fast food pickup window.
Directly across the street I saw a Black Church. The members were in the parking lot greeting one another before they attended service. No one bothered to even look across the street.
I don’t think Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. would have turned his head to the negative activity in his backyard were he alive today. He probably would have walked across the street and talked to the Black males and found out what kind of level they were on before trying to raise their conscience. I wouldn’t have been surprised either if many of them stopped their activities to at least hear what he had to say.