Erika D. Smith: MLK had a dream about ending police brutality. In LA, we're clearly still dreaming
For two solid hours, the rain never let up.
Umbrellas collapsed. Puddles swallowed feet. Ponchos hastily pulled over Black Lives Matter hoodies billowed and leaked.
Yet people kept coming to the intersection of Venice and Lincoln boulevards, drawn by the need to mourn Keenan Anderson, one of three men of color who lost their lives this month following unnecessarily violent encounters with the Los Angeles Police Department.
"We come to you, God, with tears streaming down our faces, with our hearts broken. God, we come to you asking you why? Why does this continue to happen to our people?" the Rev. James Thomas, standing on a flatbed truck, shouted through a microphone as if he were ready to fight the raindrops. "Why do we continue to have to deal with this perpetual mourning?
