Sunday, after 5.

It was a Sunday. It was evening time, about 5:30 pm, yet it was still warm out. The high of the day was 91, but it had dropped to 88. 5-year-old Cannon Hinnant, was riding his bike, when he was struck by a bullet and killed. Almost immediately, there was outrage. Outrage about his senseless... Continue Reading →

4 and a possible.

Last week, I mentioned being able to use my dad's name to receive adequate medical care, and how that was a privilege. This week, I want to get more into privileges, and also how even those in oppressed groups, can have them. But first, when talking about privileges, we have to talk about the elephant... Continue Reading →

Well-oiled machine.

When thinking about systemic racism/oppression, it's helpful to think of it as a well-oiled machine, with different parts keeping it running. There are cogs, wheels, pulleys and belts, among other things, and each one is equally important in making sure the whole thing is at peak performance.  Among these parts, are the smaller, yet still vital,... Continue Reading →

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