addressing injustice

The headlines have gotten louder, cymbals crashing out a steady beat of bad news.
I hesitate to write anything, and wonder if taking time to try to find the right words is another indication that I am privileged. I understand that I will never understand. But I am listening, and I will keep learning. I do not want to be a silent bystander to the brutality that black families fear. I try to teach the boys what equality looks like, and the concept of fairness is a very tangible thing for them. Together we are committed to fighting racism wherever we find it, including in ourselves.


Anonymous said...

Jenni baby,
Poppy John is PROUD of all of you!

rht said...

I love that your four year old was explaining that it's not okay to be mean to people of color. I want to tell your boys about my failures as a college freshman, and about the progress we've made, and about my hopes for them and their friends... and I want to keep learning myself.

Thought for the day:
"I was taught to see racism only in individual acts of meanness, not in invisible systems conferring dominance on my group." Peggy McIntosh

Linda K. said...