Canaries in the Coal Mine

During these horrible times, I haven’t known what to say about what’s going on in our country. Because I hardly recognize this place anymore, though I know darkness has been broiling, hardly under the surface at all, for years. Decades. And because whenever I’ve begun to compose a Facebook post, a blog post, it has felt contrived. As if I needed to say something just to say something, just to match my eloquent friends. And sometimes, even for someone like me who loves words dearly, words aren’t enough. We can’t let them be enough. Words now must be used in tandem with action, with advocacy, with protest. I cannot abide violence in any form, but I fervently believe in peaceful protest. And protest we must, because nothing will change if we don’t change it. If we, the people of this country, don’t recognize the cruelty and injustice we allow, we generate, every single day. We must abolish this racism, this violence within ourselves and our society, and we must abolish any legislation that enables it.

Words aren’t enough, but these words are important:

We must not pretend that the countless people who are routinely targeted by police are isolated. They are the canaries in the coal mine whose deaths, civil and literal, warn us that no one can breathe in this atmosphere. –Justice Sotomayor

Stay safe and don’t lose hope. We can change this country.

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