The Watts Riots took place fifty years ago, but I remember them vividly. I was thirteen years old, and on the morning of August 12, 1965, I woke up at Pepperdine University where I stayed the night for church camp.
Despite all the social and economic progress since the events in Watts, and after the civil unrest that followed the Rodney King beating trial verdicts, it seems the more things change, the more they remain the same.
That is what we need to do. Always be closing on our transit improvements and with Washington where our tax dollars are kept. Renaming our transit lines is small ball and a distraction compared to the construction and other work at hand.
As any good student of L.A. history can tell you, following the Northridge quake the Santa Monica freeway was rebuilt in less than three months. Of course I am not wishing for an earthquake, mudslide or fire.
"Stand for something or you will fall for anything," is one of my favorite quotes. What are the alternatives for the youth who are on the same path because we are not paying attention or caring enough to reach them?
While the media focused on the tensions between the African American community and Korean storeowners, very few paid attention to the faces of the Latinos that kept showing up in the live footage of the uprising that sparked on the intersection of Florence and Normandie.