Last Saturday evening in Southeast, children played in bounce houses and chefs did their thing on barbecue grills while others boogied to hip-hop and go-go music. The weather cooperated with a warm breeze and cloudless skies. Everything seemed perfect for the 150 or so men, women and children marking the annual tradition of Doris Day in their Knotts Berry Farm neighborhood.

Then, in a sudden flurry of bullets, panic erupted as people fled for cover. One witness described the chaotic scene, remembering how grown men pushed children aside and how several youth were trampled by adults seeking cover. In the end, two men, 31 and 18, both from Southeast, were killed – seven were wounded.

So far police say they have no motive but have stated they’re fairly confident the gunfire came from at least two people – two brothers – two Blacks.

It’s difficult to comprehend why our Black brothers and sisters continue to kill other brothers and sisters. More often the victims are innocent bystanders, just trying to carve out their small space on the planet and enjoy the gift of life.

Where are Jesse Jackson, Al Sharpton, the NAACP, Urban League, the Congressional Black Caucus and Black Lives Matter when we need them? We’re adamant about leading protests when it comes to the shooting of Blacks by police. In fact, we’ll shut down cities and major thoroughfares when innocent Blacks are wounded or killed by law enforcement officials.

But we tend to say nothing – looking the other way while burying our heads in the sand like the proverbial ostrich when Black-on-Black crime occurs. And it’s occurring with frighteningly and deadly regularity.

Do we really hate ourselves and have so little regard for our own people that we aim at the innocent, firing with reckless abandon and then move back into the shadows?

The time has come when we must confront our own demons, dysfunctional actions and refusal, or maybe inability to “do unto others” as the Golden Rule suggests.

We’ve grown weary of discussions about terrorism whether abroad or here in America. Within the Black community, from rural towns to urban cities, we are terrorizing our own.

When will it end?

D. Kevin McNeir – Senior Editor

Dominic Kevin McNeir is an award-winning journalist with more than 25 years of service for the Black Press (NNPA). Prior to moving East to assist his aging parents in their struggles with Alzheimer’s,...

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