Kristian Beverly

The kyle rittenhouse verdict wasn’t surprising, but that didn’t decrease the disappointment and the punch it kicked. I allowed myself to drown in my anger for a bit. I scrolled through Facebook and then opened up Twitter. Reading threads that turned my raw anger into concise and thoughtful words was exactly what I needed.

After so many of these trials in my memory, with Trayvon Martin being my most vivid one almost ten years ago, these verdicts haven’t gotten easier. Expecting a particular outcome and it coming true doesn’t feel like a victory. Sometimes I wish I could pretend these high profile cases weren’t happening. Sometimes it would be easier to put on narrow glasses on to dampen the issues around me. But I can’t.