Why I support Black Lives Matter

It’s the bottom rung, folks…the last of a series of rungs and the furthest from the top. And so we must make it the beginning, where else is there to start from? We must recognize this bottom rung, and build up from it.  We cannot entrust goodness and prosperity, fairness and justice to the trickle-down…

on violation and shame: a letter to my children

I am violated.  I am ashamed. You may not think this affects me; a straight white girl of very modest income bordering on non-existent income. A white girl far removed from Missouri, Florida, Louisiana, and now Texas;  and all the other numerous places of violation and shame. A white girl safe in her small village,…