"... My skin is not a crime. Recently, there's been numerous accounts of police brutality. George Floyd. Breonna Taylor. Get your knee off my neck. As an African American individual, I am so sick and tired of watching my people die. I am so disgusted by the behavior of white supremacists and uneducated law enforcement. Stop killing my people. ... Say their names. ... Honestly, it's bittersweet seeing non-bipoc (black indigenous people of color) finally rise to the podium. ... Why did it take this long for the non-bipoc population to speak up? All of a sudden, because we're homebound during a pandemic, white people suddenly have nothing better to do than make #BlackLivesMatter a trend. ... Of course, I appreciate the effort white people are making to help. I appreciate them rising up and educating themselves. ... Do Better. ... No justice, no peace. ..."
June 30, 2020
November 17, 2020 I know from my last entry that the pandemic is finally getting to me emotionally. Social distancing leaves a lot to be desired, and case counts are going up in my county. Less than a month ago people were excited that soon we would all be going without masks. Now, who knows? Election fever has rapidly taken over the news. People are more worried than ever before about who is President of the United States. Trump loyalists tout rumors of election fraud and refuse to concede. Democrats are announcing policies like open borders and vaccines for all.What will happen depends on who leads us. And the pandemic rages on beneath it all. Some things never change. The next big thing on the calendar is Thanksgiving. I always look forward to the church services, family gatherings and greetings. This year, not so much. The current policy makers in Washington are warning us of dire consequences should any of us gather in large groups, and state officials are mute. This winter is going to be long and cold.
November 18, 2020