Saturday, November 19, 2016

I haven't let myself cry yet.
I'm not sure if it is out of fear or indecision.
Part of me wants to wail. Part of me wants to scream. Yet I feel my tears would be so insufficient.

Sunday, November 13, 2016

Everyone wants to believe they would have hidden Anne Frank and her family. No one wants to believe they would have been an informer. We always see ourselves as the superhero, never the villain. We ask ourselves how people could have fallen for Hitler, Stalin, Mussolini. We never see ourselves in the clamoring crowds, accepting the unacceptable, being on the wrong side of history.


In our minds we play the hero. The arbiter of justice. You have to go deep if you want a real answer to a real question. You have to ask yourself what you are willing to overlook if it is a matter of convenience. You have to ask yourself if in times past you stood up for justice if and when it was not popular. Or if you have always kept in tow of the party lines of whichever party you were a part of.

Do you even question yourself? Do you even venture to imagine that you might have been on the wrong side. Or do you just assume that you would always be on the side of what is right?

Friday, November 11, 2016

I've decided to start blogging again as a type of journaling. I'm hoping that doing so will help alleviate the anxiety and heart break I feel over the 2016 election. More to come!