I don’t even know how to write a blog post in our present news cycle.
I have been participating in public discourse on Twitter. (That’s probably an understatement.) And I’ve been working hard on a series of articles on campus rape (assigned to me pre-stupid-Rolling-Stone-let’s-blame-the-victim-gate) with a smart lady co-author whom I’ve reconnected with lately. We’re filing those pieces tomorrow.
Keeping busy is good.
I want to be happy about receiving my first copy of my new book in the mail today:
But at the same time, it’s hard to be happy about anything.
If I’m happy about something, I guess it is this: I’m happy that so many spirits have been moved to protest a police and criminal justice system that is, and always has been, racially unjust.
There are certain times, such as now, when the unjust-ness comes into sharper focus for more and more people, and those are the times when more and more people are motivated to act. I just hope we can ride this manifested human energy forward to meaningful reforms.
Check out Dame Magazine’s most recent Throwback Thursday selection. I just watched the music video before I wrote this post. Lauryn Hill’s album came out when I was finishing up college, newly embarking on the world. Listen to her words. Watching the video shook me up a bit, in a good way. It was timely, for sure.
Stay warm out there.