I wrote 800 words and deleted all of it. Not that anybody much reads my musings on things, but I realized nobody needs to to read it. It was helpful to get my thoughts in order, but instead I’m going to make this short, and try to do more listening and less writing about my own thoughts on the subject.
I’m incredibly heartened by the protests fighting for Black Lives. These are very dark times, but I see reason to believe we’re nearing a turning point.
Remember George Floyd. Remember the eight minutes and forty-six seconds. I am grateful and in awe of everyone out there fighting. We can’t fix a 401-year problem overnight, but we’ve got to start somewhere. I think we have gotten started.