They have forgotten, because to remember would tumble them out of the beautiful Dream and force them to live down here with us, down here in the world.~ Ta-Nehisi Coates, Between the World and Me Will there ever come a time, I wonder, when some place will eclipse Minneapolis in my heart? I cannot imagine it.… Continue reading My Heart in Minneapolis (Part I)
It’s not a hot story anymore, hasn’t been for some time. But in some ways I’m still sifting through the detritus of last fall: those ten days in late September when we shared more -- our questions and confusions, our secrets about our sexual lives, frustrations, our insecurities, our private violations – than we had in the… Continue reading New Words: A Call for Linguistic Revolution
To the Editors: Ross Douthat’s Sunday piece, “The Church and the Abortion Capital,” was so rife with assumptions and logical fallacies that I began to wonder if you had run it specifically in order to discredit his argument. In perhaps the most astounding passage, he writes, “New York State still has millions of baptized Catholics,… Continue reading Damned Scribbling Women
We went to a wedding this weekend. The priest started off strong. “The Bible tells us that a husband should love his wife as Christ loved the church. There are many different kinds of love, but here, we are not talking about romantic love, as our modern sensibilities might think of marital love," he explained.… Continue reading Submission
Last week, I finally looked him up. It’s not as if I’d blocked it out all these years, but this time around, the memory was hitting me differently. I guess even given the resonance of the allegations, I wasn’t prepared for the triggering familiarity of Kavanaugh's tone. It didn’t take long to locate him on… Continue reading Brett Kavanaugh Reminds Me of College. God Help Us All.
My daughter and I had just stopped by 12 Baskets to drop off some food for lunch, but when we arrived we learned that a wedding was about to begin. We had to stay. (For background on 12 Baskets see my post "No Ordinary Watermelon".) Shannon, 12 Baskets' founder, was poised to officiate in khaki shorts,… Continue reading Love endureth all things
I believe we are not as divided as we're being told we are. I believe that many of us want the same things: for our nation, and for the children of our nation. I believe that we want our kids to be safe at school. I believe that we want a government that makes prosperity… Continue reading This I Believe: Polarization (?)
Dear Mr. President, I write today to share with you my dismay about the rhetoric coming out of the White House around race and country of origin. In response to your insistence that you are not a racist, I want to share with you a bit about my journey to understand the idea of racism,… Continue reading January 2018: An Open Letter to the President