Dear President Trump, This morning despite my best intentions I ran right past the new 21st street Buddha and realized it just as I got to the point where I couldn’t see it on its porch because of its house. I think the combination of being extra careful of the sidewalk cracks (one of which … Continue reading Five times a day for the common good
Month: April 2018
Transactional forgiveness. Really?
Dear President Trump, I know I talked about it not too long ago, but I want to revisit the Lord’s Prayer today. In the UCC version we say “forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors” and I’ve always tripped right on through not giving the words much thought. The last couple of weeks … Continue reading Transactional forgiveness. Really?
The hell of self-defeating hypocrisy
Dear President Trump, I’d like to continue to say “la, la, la” to myself and not think about Joy Reid, her old blog, and her apology. Basically it pretty much sucks to have people on “my side” mess up and behave in ways that show ugly bias and poor judgment. Things would be so much … Continue reading The hell of self-defeating hypocrisy
Progress is not the same as finished
Dear President Trump, I’m going back to the dead, rootless tree that fell over a few blocks from my house to elaborate on the analogy I’ve drawn between it and the death of white patriarchy. Now that bushes, trees, and flowers are fully leafed out and in bloom it’s hard to see the dead tree … Continue reading Progress is not the same as finished
Crow wall bouncing
Dear President Trump, It was rather a rough night last night and I’m pretty exhausted. One of the byproducts of my fatigue seems to be even less patience than usual with the news. Of the eight or so articles and editorials I started this morning, I maybe finished two. That’s pretty weird for me as … Continue reading Crow wall bouncing
Unsafe spaces
Dear President Trump, Have you noticed that nearly every day there is a prominent story about police having been summoned to deal with black people? Have you noticed that most of the stories not involving the black person dying do involve the black person being led off in handcuffs, under arrest for having stood their … Continue reading Unsafe spaces
Space takers
Dear President Trump, I am devoting this letter to a catalogue of some the day’s instances of men taking up a lot of physical and/or emotional space. First, on my way to work this morning I was accelerating towards an empty crosswalk when a man came down some adjacent stairs and walked right into the … Continue reading Space takers
I’ve got work to do
Dear President Trump, I’ve got work to do. This morning when I saw the title of the “Poem-a-day” in my inbox (“If All My Relationships Fail and I Have No Children Do I Even Know What Love Is”) I assumed the author was a woman writing about a romantic relationship having ended and her biological … Continue reading I’ve got work to do
“They’re protecting what they hold dear”
Dear President Trump, I hope you played golf today and didn’t spend Earth Day ordering Pruitt to find yet more environmental protections to undo. Yesterday there was an article in the WP about the idea that millions of years ago there might have been another version of an industrial civilization on earth. The people floating … Continue reading “They’re protecting what they hold dear”
Mandela’s (real) 1994 inauguration address
Dear President Trump, Yesterday in doing some research on Marianne Williamson’s “Our deepest fear….” quote, I looked up Nelson Mandela’s 1994 inauguration address. I already knew he hadn’t used the quote, but I was wondering why the misattribution occurred. I think the closest line to the MW quote is probably “Let each know that for … Continue reading Mandela’s (real) 1994 inauguration address
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