That Area Between Black and White
In a world gone mad, a world where many are literally fighting for their lives against racism and police violence and a global pandemic, a world where many are unemployed or underemployed, uninsured or underinsured, and fascists build another fence around the palace to protect Dear Leader from the consequences of his words and actions, …
Right back where I was. I’m standing on the path, standing mostly still, standing firm. There is no path in front of me; it abruptly ends at what the Patriarchy calls a “big, beautiful wall.” Their hungry eyes gleam with malice and greed as they grin and slowly, intentionally mouth the words “big. beautiful. wall.” …
As we get to a tough season of the year with the holidays and impeachment and such, I wish you love and joy and confidence. You are who you are supposed to be regardless of what others wish for you. Don’t apologize unless you have something to be sorry for. “If I didn’t define myself …
The last month or so, I’ve been frustrated by a new bone the misogynists have dug up and are very excited to chew on. They post a picture of the first lady (Melania Trump), and they make lewd and rude comments about her looks, her dress, her breasts, her nipples, her eyes, her face, etc. …
Life is short. Sure it’s trite, but it’s also true. We’re reminded so often because grasping this is vital to our decision-making in day-to-day life. I lost my friend in Florida. I have other important friends, people I love dearly, but she was special, and she was one of my few tethers to the world. …
Vote like a black woman. I’ve been seeing this all over social media, and it’s good advice, sounds simple, but there is a lot of information included in those five words about their choices and motivations. I was chugging right along on these two parts of the post, eager to talk about the Democratic Party, …
(This is part one of two. . .) For the first three or so decades of my life I learned to think the way I was taught in the midwest, to view voting day, if I bothered to show, as choosing between the “lesser of two evils.” As a 50-something now, I look back on …
We are poisoning ourselves, and we have been for as long as I can remember. It’s slow, so slow we don’t really notice until someone points out how ugly and selfish the the toxin has made us, how it’s seeped into our minds and souls, claiming our compassion and empathy, our humanity. I’m not talking …
I tend to be attracted to people who don’t hate me, who don’t wish ill for me or for my friends and family. I’m not the only one. People are funny like that. I also tend to gravitate toward people who have compassion, empathy, people who can express themselves in a way I can understand …
Before we get any further in: SPOILER ALERT. If you have not seen the new Star Wars movie, The Last Jedi, then move along; these are not the thoughts you’re looking for. I do hope you’ll come back once you have seen the movie. You know I’m a Star Wars fan, already biased, but it …