Afros, Anthems and Colin Kaepernick
Dear Colin Kaepernick,
I hear you. And so do millions across the country. As a professional athlete, you actually have more sway than pastors. Welcome to a culture driven by the worship of sports.
This is why your political statements carry such tremendous weight.
Let me take you back for a moment…
“If you don’t say the Pledge of Allegiance, you’re going to get a detention!” threatened my 12th grade Government Studies teacher. She was angry that I refused to say words I felt were untrue.
I was the only one in the class who staged this brief protest. How could I recite words that I knew were a lie—“one nation under God”—we weren’t, and I wasn’t going to pretend it was true. She kept threatening me, but I refused to say it for weeks, not fearing the consequences.
I get you Colin Kaepernick. I understand that frustration with knowing something is wrong and trying to express it in some way.
We have similar backgrounds. You’re “biracial”. I’m “biracial”. (I put “biracial” in quotes because we’re all just one human race.) Both of us had black biological “fathers” who weren’t in the picture at all. (Actually, that’s an understatement for me as my biological mother was raped yet chose life despite her horrific circumstances). Your biological mother faced different but dire circumstances, too. Each of our courageous birthmoms chose adoption for us, allowing us to be loved like crazy.
Like you, I was able to grow up in a loving Christian home. I had white parents and a multiracial family (with 12 siblings). Adopted as babies, transracial adoption made our lives and our experiences possible. Adoption undeniably unleashed purpose in each of us. I love how you predicted, way back in junior high, that you would become a 49ers quarterback…and God made it happen!
Each of us, as biracial adoptees, were able to navigate through some of the natural confusion and questions because we had parents who loved us through it all. For me, growing up in a diverse home served as a reminder that color (as beautiful as it is) is not what binds us—love is.
You once said in an interview with CBS that adoption “was the biggest blessing in my life”. Me, too.
Sadly, millions don’t ever get the opportunity that we did—to be given life and a nurturing family. Many are killed because they were “unplanned” and supposedly “unwanted.” Adoption shatters the myth of the “unwanted” child. Our lives prove this. Abortion reinforces the lie. It is the ultimate injustice, killing unarmed human beings over 3,000 times a day. Their bodies aren’t “in the street”…just flushed down drains or shoved into bio-waste bags. And they far outnumber the 259 black individuals or 497 white individuals killed by police in one year (79% of whom, according to the Washington Post, were armed). More unarmed black lives are killed in one day by Planned Parenthood (an estimated 266) than police kill (with or without justification) in an entire year. But somehow the injustice of the slaughter of those who will never get to be adopted, loved and dream like you doesn’t move you to protest. There are people getting paid and getting away with murder. They’re called abortionists, many of whom become millionaires (like Kermit Gosnell) by killing the most defenseless among us.
You’ve been seduced into a false narrative that exploits racism for political and financial gains when your experience and your mixed hue should call you to be what President Obama has never chosen to be—a unifier. Rockin’ an afro doesn’t make you blacker or righter, by the way. It doesn’t change who I am either. Truth changes who we are…for the better. The external appearance of self is meaningless if valuing truth is a superficial exercise. What is the content that flows from your heart to your mouth, or to your Twitter account (which sadly is currently a hot mess of racist accusations, racial division, and expletives)? These aren’t worth standing up for but should cause a pause to take a knee and reconsider the long-lasting effect of reckless words.
Misinformation is poison.
The fundamentally dishonest, Marxist #BlackLivesMatter movement is toxic. (Part of their platform is decrying “income inequality”, by the way, but you didn’t choose to sit down over that. You made 9,899 times the money, in one game, than someone working security in your home stadium.) Surely, there’s a better way to illuminate actual injustice and address needless, tragic losses of life without spewing the venom of a movement rooted in regurgitated black nationalism.
Martin Luther King powerfully declared: “Let us be dissatisfied until that day when nobody will shout, ‘White Power!’ when nobody will shout, ‘Black Power!’ but everybody will talk about God’s power and human power.”
Frederick Douglass, famed abolitionist and unapologetic supporter of an America gradually achieving the promises of Liberty, also served as a powerful force of racial reconciliation. “I go further, and declare that no man’s devotion to the cause of justice, liberty, and humanity, is to be weighed, measured and determined by his color or race,” he said in one of his last speeches. “We should never forget that the ablest and most eloquent voices ever raised in behalf of the black man’s cause, were the voices of white men. Not for the race; not for color, but for man and manhood alone, they labored, fought and died.”
No one can force you to stand during the National Anthem. That has to be your choice. But you can choose to stand for truth. Be a factivist. Be a reconciler.
We all have a choice. Out of emotion, we can embrace a lie or we can choose to be proactive and seek out the truth. Education is a painful but liberating process. Douglass eloquently said: “Education means emancipation. It means light and liberty. It means the uplifting of the soul of man into the glorious light of truth, the light only by which men can be free.”
Today, I will recite the Pledge of Allegiance with my children in hopes that this nation will not deny, but embrace, its Judeo-Christian roots. I will stand for a flawed National Anthem that extols a flawed but great nation where justice repeatedly triumphs. And I will continue to illuminate, as an American who happens to be “biracial”, that no matter the injustice, we tackle it as one human race.
Adoptee and Adoptive Father