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What George Floyd Is Teaching Me

It’s been a whole year since a stunned world rotting from the deadliness of COVID-19 was united in grief and disbelief at the sight a a Black body pinned to the ground, under the weight of a cold-blooded killer. The killer was a uniformed cop, flashing a shiny badge with slimy hands in pockets and a smirk of satisfaction inspired by the slow, agonizing death of his trapped victim.