Folks will line up to defend the powerful, the wealthy, the famous. It doesn't matter the allegation or the platform. People here might not believe in the divine right of kings but they appear to be willing to die on the hill of the divine right of podcasters.
You cannot accept an apology that wasn't meant for you. What do you do when it wasn't even an apology?
Long walks on weekends in the cold, fueled by caffeine and conversation, trying to take the edge off of the reality of politicians praising Nazism as patriotism.
Moments of joy, ekeing out survival, there is so much to endure.
Every year for several years I have reminded myself that what I am doing now, every day, is what I would be doing in a crisis. Because every day for several years has been a crisis, and who we are now is who we are. What can I do to reduce harm? What can I do to stop it? How do I create space for people who will be better than me?
Am I being useful, is a question. Who benefits from my usefulness, is a provocation.
I saw the whole of Baltimore
From May until December;
Of all the things that happened there
That’s all that I remember.
— from Incident by Countee Cullen