#TerenceCrutcher. The minute I saw this hashtag trending on Facebook and Twitter, I felt an all too familiar fear. Black people only become hashtags for one reason. As I willed myself to search the name on Google , painful headlines confirmed the fear I had. My body began to beat to the blues of knowing another unarmed, innocent Black life had been lost at the hands of a cop.

As I kept searching the name, I noticed multiple links baiting me to watch the video of his murder. I ignored every one of them. I did not watch his video. I did not tell others to watch it. I did not - cannot- participate in what I believe to be the consumption of black death.