What Do I Say To Her?

Talking to My Daughter About Mass Shootings and the Painful Reasons They Happen Author’s Note: I wrote this in 2019. In light of yet another school shooting, this time in Michigan, just one of the 138 incidents, 28 of which have resulted in fatalities, we’ve had in 2021, I thought it a good idea toContinueContinue reading “What Do I Say To Her?”

Same Sitch, Different Day

White child vigilante’s acquittal proves nothing’s changed Photo by Joseph Yates on Unsplash The heartbreak, anger, fear and futility the families of Kyle Rittenhouse’s murder victims are feeling must be enormous. And, Black American families all over the country. And, the family of Julius Jones in Oklahoma. Today, a jury in Wisconsin, aided and abettedContinueContinue reading “Same Sitch, Different Day”

It’s Never Been About Abortion

These laws are about control. It’s about the desire for mostly white conservative Christian men and women to control women’s bodies. Abortion is a red herring. The control and the cruelty are the point.

These same politicians crow about the need to be pro-life and complain about government programs to help families. Without supporting access to affordable, adequate health care and child care, housing that helps keep families safe, food programs that can educate people about healthy eating and provide access to affordable, healthy foods, claims of being pro-life ring hollow.

The Most Basic Definition of Racism (And How to Know If You’re Part of the Problem)

Photo by Clay Banks on Unsplash.com Racism isn’t hard to understand. If you hate or you believe that you are inherently better than another person because their skin color is different from yours, that’s racist. If a white man murders eight Asian people, six of them women, because he needed to “remove the temptation” forContinueContinue reading “The Most Basic Definition of Racism (And How to Know If You’re Part of the Problem)”

We Are Not Women Who Can Stand Things

We haven’t slept well since March. We try to catch a moment’s break, after making lunch, in between Zoom school sessions and our own work, but it slips through our fingers, a specter fading fast, as young voices ring out with questions and requests. Maybe later, with a glass of wine.

Women at mid-life. Women on the edge.