Ripe for Indoctrination and Thirsty for a Glass of Ice Cold Kool Aid
“Oh, Don. I’m so happy you’re asking. You would be such a powerful witness for Christ.” And she held my hand for a moment that, in my head, was instantly underscored by some awful Christopher Cross song. I was hooked.
The Minutes of Our Last Meeting | The First Online ANTIFA Organizational Meeting
Recycling the Past: We Have Been Here Before
Decades of inequality. A viral pandemic. Government intervenes with economic shutdown to contain the virus. Sudden massive unemployment. Riots. Protests. Authoritarian response.
The pattern is disturbingly familiar.
I Believe… [Political Science]
I believe… that science should always be apolitical.
The Child Screams Next Door
The child screams next door.
What are they doing to that child?
Resolve of the Righteous: What to Do Once the Protests are Past
I hope these historic protests give us a new narrative frame. I hope, instead of laced with rage and hurt, it is scented with optimism and inclusion. I have nothing but respect for the Grand Dreamers and every black person out on the streets of cities across the globe are grand and courageous and inspiring.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of May 31, 2020
I’m all for expressing your emotions. Write them down, shout them into a pillow, whack some balls at the batting cages, or kickbox a heavy bag. Right now we all have a lot of emotions we need to get out. The hardest part about expressing them is that I’m not sure which emotions to start with. My heart is a rat king of feelings.
Social Contract for Dummies
Trevor Noah released a video the other day describing how looting illuminates the brokenness of the social contract: If George Floyd can be murdered, publicly and deliberately, police—and if this is not an aberration but part of a pattern—then there is no rule of law.
Just in case it was too subtle, let’s revisit recent events moment by moment, using building blocks to understand Noah’s explanation. Call it The Social Contract for Dummies.
The Minutes of Our Last Meeting | Pastor Joe Explains Racism to White Kids
We have learned from our world studies group watching The Cosby Show
I Could Be Wrong, But…
I’ve been struggling with my ability to openly communicate with the Other Side of Things. The realization that I tend toward debate and trying to win the argument isn’t serving any pragmatic purpose, I’m looking to truly communicate with people whom I disagree. Carl is an opportunity to practice.
The Cereal Wish | Part 8
I turned back to the window. The drones hovered only a moment, then toured to the right to spy through another apartment window like hornets trying to find their way into a hive. Some bored dudes in quarantine were probably trying to score a peep show.
I Believe… [Permanent Desk Jockey]
…that a police officer with a history of brutality complaints should, just like a domestic abuser, be legally prevented from carrying a deadly weapon of any kind. That officer should be permanently assigned to a desk job and not be allowed to work with the public in a person-to-person capacity.
Staged Conflict and the Downward Spiral of Communication
“Oh, I’m not trying to change your mind about anything.”
Then what the fuck are we doing here?
The Cereal Wish | Part 7
“Those motherfuckers—spying on me again,” I said.
“Who’s spying on you?” Sarah asked.
Stray Humans
Shockingly, I was placed on the ground outside. Outside! This had never happened before. My fear washed away and I was overwhelmed by the feel of grass, the way the light touched my skin. I stretched out into the dirt, face down, and breathed as though I’d never breathed before.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of May 24, 2020
You can trust a cop, but you’re a fool to trust the police.
The Cereal Wish | Part 6
Sarah was gone. All that was in the hall was a big box full of boxes of Product 19 on its side. I hate Product 19, but she wants me to eat it because it’s healthy. She must have bought it to make up for forgetting the cereal. “How is this my wish?” The genie was gone, too.
We’ve All Become Karen
Minding your own business and taking care of your own behavior has become a thing if the past. Today, everyone is looking for someone else to break some sort of rule, make some cultural faux pas that can then be thrown up online to incite the public pileup.
The Minutes of Our Last Meeting - Online Romance!
We can get to know one another before deciding the desire to have sex is greater than the desire to avoid death.
The Cereal Wish | Part 5
I wake up lying flat out in the entry hall closet we never use because we are too lazy to open the door. I’m lying on boxes of Chocolate Peanut Butter Cheerios I had wished into being. There are even some extras to make a pillow for my head. Melted chocolate is streaming out of the boxes like cookie blood. I can hear Maggie snuffling at the doorway.
I guess I've been waiting 60 years to come into my own...