You know this story already: A young black man named Ahmaud Arbery went for a run in Brunswick, Georgia this past February, and two men chased him down and shot him in broad daylight. The white men weren’t arrested or charged with a crime until May, after a video of their crime went viral on the Internet.
You have already heard this story. You have heard stories like it, over and over again. And there are thousands more such stories in America’s history that you and I haven’t heard.
There’s another story I’ve been wondering about since I first heard about the murder of Ahmaud Arbery, and that’s the story those white men were telling themselves as they fetched their guns and chased down an unarmed man and shot him dead. What story did they believe themselves to be living in? What did they believe their role in that story to be? What was Ahmaud Arbery’s role in this story of theirs? I wonder if they were the heroes of their story, defending the Satilla Shores neighborhood from the shadowy evil incarnated in the black body of Ahmaud Arbery.Read More