It's in the Color of the Skin

*I wrote this short post a few days after the incidents with Alton Sterling and Philando Castile. I wasn't sure if I should've posted then. I was confused, hurt and scared with all that was going on, especially here in Dallas involving the killings of five police officers, but I wanted to express how I was feeling at that time.*

I have a son. Born April 10th, 2015

I sometimes look at my son and my heart worries for him. I worry about my spouse's life as well.

I'm scared for their future. I'm scared for their lives being taken by someone that is supposed to protect them. I know one day, we will have to explain to my son the "rules" of being a black male in America.

Honestly, I am at a loss of words. Seeing the videos of Alton Sterling and Philando Castile, hurt and angered me to tears. I've heard so many negative things about both situations saying, "Oh, well, Alton Sterling should have complied and this wouldn't happen." Or "You don't know the whole story about Philando..its two sides to a story."

 I've seen many videos of varies people, of different race, talked to while having a weapon waving and threatening the police. So many videos that shows an officer damn near fighting for their life in certain situations, control the assailant, and take that said person to jail.  You know why they lived? Because their life was valued.

 Philando, still strapped in his seat belt, shot.

Before he was shot, told the officer that he has a concealed gun license and that he has his gun, everything he was taught to do by law if approached by a police officer. Police officer asked to see his license and he does just that...still shot. The police officer YELLING and still pointing his gun at a dying Philando, all while his daughter was in the back seat. His life was not of value.

Selling Cd's= Death Sentence

Complying with police officer asking for license = Death Sentence

Living= Death Sentence

What "other side of the story" is there?