I’m not exactly sure what it means to be a feminist, but I assume it includes considering females beyond gender stereotypes. If that’s reasonably close, then the first big feminist choice I remember making occurred in 1957 when I decked Kathy McMinn as she was racing for home. Read More
If you were to die today, would your last thought be, “Please don’t let Trump replace Ruth Bader Ginsberg before the election”?
Or maybe the reverse: “Please let Trump replace Ruth Bader Ginsberg before the election”?
Either way, the thunder and lightning ignited by justice Ginsberg’s death makes it easy to fantasize that, for some of us, one of those thoughts might color our grand farewell, should it occur any minute now. Read More
Looking around suggests there are a lot of us who might feel, “I was made for this time.” To be a grounded, loving force in the face of catastrophe. How well we can pull it off is a whole other matter, speaking for myself. All I know, it’s who I’ve always aspired to be. What I’ve been in training for. Read More
Why it’s wacky to judge behavior.
"The push to change the words “nigger” and “injun” in Mark Twain’s Huckleberry Finn, because the so-called offensive nature of those terms might limit today’s readership and appreciation of that literary classic, is a wonderful opportunity to reflect on how we avoid taking responsibility for our feelings––and therefore miss the chance to become more awake, more whole, more useful friends to one another."
The Essay: The Gold in Niggers and Injuns
