Thursday was a tipping point. It felt that way when I woke that morning. United States President Donald Trump spoke to the US on Wednesday from the Oval Office to explain the US government’s efforts to address the COVID-19 pandemic. On the list of measures was a ban on travelers from Europe’s Schengen Area.
Since World War II, we have been a nation that said we were a home for the outcast. It has been our identity in the world; it has been our beacon, a figurative idea made literal by the statue of Lady Liberty that stands roughly 5 miles from where I type this. "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
This past week has been loud. Our entrance into the Gilded Phage erupted in protests, violence, and hate speech, while Twitter fights, Facebook rants, and, most vital, thoughtful blog posts remain at pre-Election levels. Voices are still reaching the cheap seats as dire warnings of an encroaching wave of racism and bigotry are met with caustic dismissals … Continue reading What can a white, heterosexual, cisgender male do? Listen.
I want to say something. I want to say something, but I’m not really sure what. I’m not sure I have the words for what needs to be said.
Welcome to the great new game to play with all your white friends: "Which Region of the U.S. is More Racist?"
"It was a Jump to Conclusions mat." ~ The fat guy. I'm seriously not trying to read too much into this because it was really an insignificant moment. But it illustrates a point so I'm gonna mention it. A little more than a week back, at that whole Soul Club Shebang (maybe they should change … Continue reading Snap Judgments and Self-Fulfilling Prophecies
I've been a bit busy this past week and haven't posted anything in a little while. Let's ease back into this blogging thing with a nice, simple topic. Race in America. Particularly, I'm interested in what I've witnessed throughout my travels through Un-Real America. That's right, I'm talking about cities, those places where only liberal, … Continue reading I’m Not Racist: I Have White Friends
I received my anti-Arizona Immigration Law sticker today (from Presente.org who are sadly out of stickers now). Now, I don't own a car, and even if I did, I would never put a bumpersticker on it (though, if you are so inclined, may I suggest one of these). Maybe I'll find someone with a McCain/Palin … Continue reading The Adventures of a White Mexican (in 3D)