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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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940904
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Sunday, September 04, 1994
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METRO FINAL
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MITCH ALBOM
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Copyright (c) 1994, Detroit Free Press
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<HEADLINE>
PARKS IS A SYMBOL IN ANOTHER STRUGGLE
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"Hey, aren't you Rosa Parks?"

  It was a sentence she had heard a million times before, usually followed by
a handshake, a hug, and congratulations for her historic deeds. Now she was in
a red  bathrobe, it was nighttime, and she had come downstairs to find this
strange man in her home. Still, there had never been any evil -- and it had
been nearly 40 years -- that followed when a fellow black American said, "Hey,
aren't you Rosa Parks?"

  So Rosa Parks answered, "Yes."
  The man took her money, whacked her in the face, whacked her in the chest,
and left.
  Once a symbol, twice a symbol.  When Parks refused to give her seat to a
white passenger on an Alabama bus in 1955, she emblamatized the civil rights
movement: a simple quest for dignity by blacks in a white society.
  Now, at 81,  she emblamatizes something else: a simple quest for dignity by
blacks in their own community, by old people in a young world, by the
nonviolent in a violent place.
  Once a symbol, twice a symbol.  There are those who wish that Parks'
assailant had been white, some guy in a sheet and hood. That would have been
easy.  Draw the old lines. The oppressed vs. the oppressor.
  But these are not the  old lines.  Rosa Parks' accused attacker  was  a
28-year-old black male who had the right to vote, the right to education, the
right to work and to legal action against discrimination.  Had he tried  to
make his life better, he'd have found scholarships available because of his
race, and jobs designated for minority hires only. All these things exist
largely because of the woman he whacked. 
 It didn't matter. He was hooked on drugs, he wanted money, and the only thing
that might have stopped him was something he didn't have.
  Respect.
  Which, ironically, is what Rosa Parks has always  been about.
Fearing their own 
  Last January, the Rev. Jesse Jackson hosted a conference in Washington. The
subject was crime. Black-on-black crime. The numbers on this are depressing,
beginning  with the fact that half the murder victims in  this country are
African-American.
  "Fratricide is no THREAT to the status quo!" Jackson bellowed. "If the
oppressed descend into self-destruction, the oppressor will permit it. . . . 
  "The power will not come from the WHITE House or the COURTHOUSE, but from
YOUR house and MY house!"
  These houses, sadly, include many in cities like Detroit, Washington and
Atlanta, houses that are barred and double- locked, with handguns next to
beds. The people inside do not fear rich white men banging down their door.
They fear their own. Jackson was right  about who's going to fix this. Not the
status quo -- meaning the comfortable majority. They can stay out of the
deadly  loop. 
  This is the loop. Crime is tied to poverty. Poverty is tied to education.
Education to parents. Parents to values -- staying in school, avoiding drugs,
being there for your kids,  and yes, respecting others enough not to harm
them. Who is teaching these things?
  As Parks'  attack made headlines in Detroit, in Chicago, an 11-year-old
black youth killed a 14-year-old black girl as part of a gang initiation rite.
Three days later, the boy was killed by his own gang members.  Two shots.
Back of the head. The suspects are ages 16 and 14. The gang's  name: Black
Disciples.
  We are losing our most prized possessions. They are being gunned down by
each other.
Steer children  straight 
  Let's face it. An 11-year-old is not inherently evil. He is what he is
taught.  The one in Chicago was taken from his mother at age 3, after police
found cigarette burns and whip marks  on his body.  Where can that lead? 
  The Chicago murders -- and the Parks case -- show  the depths to which
people sink without alternatives. And it should make critics think twice about
opposing  parts of the new crime bill that spend  money for community services
and projects, rather than jails. Think of that 11-year-old. If he could be
taught something so incredible as cold-blooded murder,  imagine the
possibilities if steered in the right direction.
  We are in this together. White citizens should feel no satisfaction  here.
  Violence is violence; it will eat us all one day. Still,  as Jackson said,
black-on-black crime must ultimately be addressed by the black community. In a
city where the mayor and police chief are both black, it is hard to blame
crime on discrimination.
 No. More and more, crime is about respect -- or the lack of it -- for life,
for community, for the old and defenseless. For yourself. Rosa Parks was only
seeking respect when she refused to move on that  bus; that led to the most
important social action of our time. Now, with puffy bruises on her aged body,
we can only hope that her magic as a symbol is not gone. Another cause awaits.
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