After North Carolina made the brilliant decision to police its citizens’ bathroom habits, a movement arose urging cis folks to be available to accompany trans or genderqueer folks to the restroom or other gendered spaces. It’s called “I’ll Go With You.” It has a website … and buttons!
This week, two more Black men were assassinated by the police under circumstances that defy rational understanding, but that share with so many other similar murders this feature: they would not have happened to a white person.
What can a random middle age white lady do about all this killing? I can march, shout, post . . . all things that announce my horror, anger, and sadness. But I can’t force grand juries to indict murderous cops or juries to convict them. And worst of all, I can’t stop the shooting from happening in the first place.
Or can I? What if I were there? Could enough of us be there for our Black friends, allies, and fellow citizens to stop some of the random killing? If we’re willing to go to the bathroom as a show of solidarity with our trans and genderqueer friends, is there a way we ride along with our Black friends to show solidarity or, y’know, be a human shield? Call it the White-People Ride-Along program*, placing random white people in the cars of random African-Americans while they drive to work, run errands, go out to dinner, stay up late, joy ride, and other things white people can do in cars without risking death at the hands of law enforcement. It would work like a sort of reverse Uber. When the Black driver is ready to go somewhere, he or she enters the information in the WPRA app and connects with an available white passenger. Voila! Instant, if unfounded, respectability and potential survival.
Wild-ass idea, right? Or maybe not. Anyone with the balls & tech skills to get this rolling: I’m in.
*Yes, I’m intending to copy the police “Ride-Along” label.