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Not the past, again.
When it comes to reviewing events from the past, people tend to say, “Why bother looking at the past? What happened in the past has no relevance today. Leave the past in the past and let’s focus on today and the future.”
Honestly, this sounds really good, however if we only look at today without carefully understanding how yesterday’s tentacles may still be intertwined with our present, we may miss vital information that can affect the present and future.
The Capitol Hill Attack: Fears, Context, and a Sprinkling of Hope
When the domestic terrorist attack occurred on the capital, which has now been coined White Privilege Wednesday in many spaces, all I could do was look in horror as the capital building was engulfed in white privilege that dripped so apparently through the bold acts of defiance and active claiming of public spaces as if in their own backyard. The symbolism of confederate flags, nooses and other hate memorabilia took me to a space that felt unclear. I began to feel a mix of emotions that included curiosity, confusion and then trickles of fear began to creep up my spine…
Biden won. So, now what?
On the morning of Saturday, November 7, 2020, the announcement finally came: Joe Biden will be the 46th president of the United States, concluding a long, exhausting election week and defeating Donald Trump. There will not be another four years of Donald Trump in the White House.
For many across the US, this is cause for celebration.
Just how deep my whiteness goes
I’ve often wondered how I would have acted if I was alive during the Civil Rights Movement. I’ve often wondered if I would have been one of the white people from up north willing to drive down south, join protests and marches, and risk my life. And I often wonder if I would have been indoctrinated by the white people around me and parroted that MLK and other leaders didn’t use the right words or “speak respectfully” or go about fighting for their rights in a more appropriate way that was less disruptive to my life.
