Dear President Trump, Maybe it’s been going on for years and I just missed it, but lately it’s been feeling like a lot of kids are acting more like adults than a lot of adults are acting like adults. Take, for example, Ruddy G’s spectacularly immature performances on national television. What adult in his right … Continue reading Kids get what matters
Misogyny
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
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
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
“Our deepest fear…”
Dear President Trump, First thing this morning I thought of Marianne Williamson’s quote: “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.” It popped into my head when I was pouring my tea water. In trying to sort out why, I wondered if I was … Continue reading “Our deepest fear…”
We aren’t going back
Dear President Trump, I went by the fallen tree again this morning. It’s been dragged off the sidewalk back up into the yard from which it fell. Most of the branches have been cut off and hauled away and since, like I said on Monday, there were no leaves on the branches (none), there isn’t … Continue reading We aren’t going back
Deconstructing white patriarchy
Dear President Trump, So I just want to be clear; it’s not that I think all white men are rootless or that your souls are all dead. In saying that I think white patriarchy is dead I’m not referring to any specific individuals, but rather to an oppressive system. Most people likely get this, but … Continue reading Deconstructing white patriarchy
The white patriarchy is rootless and dead
Dear President Trump, It’s been raining here for weeks. We’ve had almost twice the average rainfall for April and more rain is forecast. We can hear the water moving through the drainage system in the basement and I continue to be grateful we got it together a few years ago to replace our aged sump … Continue reading The white patriarchy is rootless and dead
Distress tolerance
Dear President Trump, On my run this morning I was thinking about the incredible self-control and patience that people who have to put up with loads of crap day in and day out must have to have to survive. Then, along these same lines, I read a WP piece about being gay and living in … Continue reading Distress tolerance
I call B.S. on attempts to undermine the protagonists
Dear President Trump, In keeping with my interest in finding intersections between social justice issues, I found the recent WP piece by historian Michael Miller fascinating. In it he recounts how the African American students who comprised the “Little Rock Nine” over 60 years ago were accused of being paid “crisis actors” when they enrolled … Continue reading I call B.S. on attempts to undermine the protagonists
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