Assassination of Malcom X Diary
Feb 21, 1965 I will never forget today. It is unbelievable how much things have changed in only a small matter of time. The grief that consumes me is much like the loss of a family member, although me and Brother Malcom have no ties other than our religious and political standpoints. Still, I can not explain this overwhelming feeling of desperation. I can not help but think that someday this journal maybe of some value, so I suppose I should illustrate the events of today with my firsthand observations. We gathered today at the Audubon Ballroom …show more content…
‘Get yo hands out my pocket”, one of the young men exclaimed. A scuffle followed and I heard Brother Malcom say “Be cool, Be Calm and then the sound of gunfire rang through the ballroom. I looked toward the stage to see brother Malcom falling backwards cover in blood. The sound of gunfire and the screams from the spectators all seemed to dissolve around me as I watched the symbol of our hope laying upon the floor bleeding. As I snapped myself out of this horrid trance. I noticed the guards mercilessly beating a man until the Police came and saved him. I noticed other people still in shock watching as the paramedics took Brother Malcom out on a gurney and my hope was reignited when I heard a woman say ‘He’s alive, He’s still breathing”. He was taken across the street to Columbia Presbyterian Hospital, where he was later pronounced …show more content…
It seems a man by the name of Talmadge Hayer is being charged with Brother Malcom’s murder, But, I am almost certain there were more people involved. I can only imagine what Sister Betty is feeling right now and the trauma her children endured watching the murder of their father. The hurt, pain, and sadness is almost palpable. The one thing that stays on my mind is a comment Brother Malcom said before at some point in time, I can’t quite remember when and where, However he said “It is time for martyrs now, and if I am to be one, it will be for the cause of the brotherhood, that’s the only thing that can save this country” (Kurland, 2000). I can’t help but hope that that is true. Brother Malcom’s has awaken an outrage in me that I am trying so hard to contain. The shedding of blood can only be corrected by the shedding of guilty blood and I will not stop until a reasonable pound of flesh has been received. A black man has no place in this society. Anytime that we try to progress our leaders are gunned down like sheep for slaughter. America is supposed to be the land of the free, but it seems the idea of freedom and equality was never meant for