The curfew has been lifted in Baltimore, and now all of God’s children are once again tucked back in the snug routine of their daily lives.
The black temper tantrum is over, America. We can all go back to watching Castle boyishly charm his way through murder mysteries. Order is restored.
Except, as Sportin’ Life says in Porgy and Bess, “It ain’t necessarily so.”
What happened in Baltimore isn’t just a one-and-done situation. This wasn’t just a slight sprain in the ankle that we’ll be able to walk off by morning. This was a violently shattered bone that will have America limping forward on crutches for months to come, maybe even years.