As the World Swirls
I’m writing this less than a week after America collectively protested and then mourned the senseless execution of Marcellus Williams. Israel has been bombing Lebanon for seven days. Somewhere in there, NYC Mayor Eric Adams was indicted and the city – my city – already suffering from misguided (to put it mildly) leadership is now at the mercy of Adams’ (who insists on reigning rather than resigning) and Governor Kathy Hochul’s (who has the power to remove him) whims. Hurricane Helene has devastated communities and lives from Florida to Tennessee. And that’s just “new” news.
In the absence of wise words to share, I turn to others for comfort and sense-making.
Cole Arthur Riley tells me …
You can shout in the dark for things you don’t even have the words for. Your anger is sacred, a protector of goodness in a menacing world. Do not cage it up, ketting it chew through you from the inside out. Send the teeth where they’re meant to go.
In less poetic words, I invite you to rage, with tears and screams and actions and community, always. We are nothing without each other.
In love and struggle,
Sayu