Buffalo massacre edition
Thinking about the Buffalo massacre.
As soon as I saw the headline, I called Ben. He was fine, of course. He was in his dorm, oblivious. And white. But one of his roommates, a fine kid, isn’t.
Then I thought of my colleagues at Habitat Buffalo. They’ve built in that neighborhood. They’ve given many folks there a hand up, working together.
All this hatred is all of our fault. We’ve allowed it. We’ve talked around it, but haven’t fought, as our forebears did, to stop it. We don’t do the hardest part: fight.
We elect people who talk, but don’t act. Or act to foment hate and division. And we don’t stop them with decisive, righteous action.
There is evil out and about in the world. We are aiding and abetting its ascension. We are allowing wrong to supplant right.
We must act. Time is up. Talk won’t do it. Voting will. Let’s replace them all.
That was beautiful, Al. Not sure that I want to replace them all. But I do want us to elect people who believe in what this country--allegedly--was founded on: equality and opportunity for all, speak truth to all, respect for your fellow man, open hearts for immigrants, and--especially--we all do better when we ALL do better.