Month: April 2021
Are you welcoming or othering?
I’ve learned to not let other people use me to burnish their cultural bona fides. I’m also learning to not use other people to burnish my own. Here’s how.
Yes, there was a conviction. But I want more.
We still live in a country too frightened to reckon with the racist foundations on which it was built and on which it still feeds, and where we are so starved for justice that we’re tossed the crumbs of the Chauvin conviction and are expected to feel full.
Every time there is news of a Black person harmed in an act of racist violence, I feel two conflicting urges: Watch and don’t watch.
Philando Castile was the last time I knowingly watched a person die. That’s because I belong to a people whose fates have been tied together for centuries. When I see these stories on television or read them in the news, it’s like I’m hearing about the death of a family member. Like it’s someone I…