I know a lot of us are tired of having to explain things we think they should know, but in order to have a conversation, it requires two sides.
The rules for boys were explicit and unwavering. Even more so for Black and Brown boys.
Why are we not demanding better for our mothers and all mothers out there? For all women?
Seems when she heard “Smash the Patriarchy,” she took it quite literally.
They need to know they are not bad people, that they’re not racist, even as they’re weaponizing their own privilege.
I can’t wait to unleash them onto the world, and I’m not in the least bit sorry.
How do you marathon the terrible horrible?
I’ve never really considered myself Black, I still don’t, but I now understand how I’m a part of the tapestry of what being Black is.
Being a person of color, specifically being male and Hispanic, I never had a teacher who looked like me growing up.
Even though I’m a pretty open-minded and accepting man, I still have a long way to go.
I can’t decide if the insane coup attempt and the record number of COVID deaths last week is just 2020’s horrible last, fetid dying breath or just the awakening roar of the beast that will be 2021.
Why give up on hope for the new year in place of realistic expectations? Because if we don’t think anything will change, it won’t.
I remember our footprints, like a giant’s, around our little castle.
Our government and too many of our fellow Americans are levying this burden of keeping the country limping along onto our backs. Again.
One thing Trump did for our country is show how much ignorance and hate is out there; while many people want to put that genie back in the bottle, maybe it’s time to address the problem instead of hiding it.
We must defend our country, even from itself, because we all depend on it.