We have precious few hours until I grow bored with my own outrage and I move on to the next inciting piece of clickbait in my feed, so I will be brief: I don't believe any white person should feel an ounce of guilt for caring about Cecil the Lion.
After all, this is Cecil The Lion we're talking about. Not just any old normal lion – this is a lion with a human name. We anthropomorphized him, for God's sake. That means something. And it's really upsetting to me when a black person suggests that the brutal and systemic murders of African-Americans by the police might be a more important issue.
It's like, I get that this country's war against black people is important. I get that. But it's very insulting to me when a black person takes time from their own terrifying existence of being the target of one of the most vicious examples of racism since slavery to tell me that.
I mean, come on guys, this is Cecil the Lion! We all have such fond memories of him, like the time we first became aware he was shot. That's what makes Cecil the Lion equally as important as the mothers, sisters, daughters, wives, fathers, sons, brothers, and husbands you lost.
I can be upset about both issues, and that in no way minimizes an issue that I as a white person have never experienced. It just means that I think Cecil the Lion is equally as important as Cecil the Black Person, and I feel very comfortable saying that.
Sure, if the murder of black citizens by the police effected me, a white person, I would probably constantly talk about it, and feel powerless and afraid when the national discourse shifted toward a fucking lion. But it doesn't effect me, and I'll act indignant if you ask me to question my privilege, thank you very kindly. That's what Cecil would have done, I imagine. I knew almost nothing about him and couldn't pick him apart from other lions, even if a gun was pointed at my head by a police officer who would never see trial for murdering me.