a message about justice found underneath the couch, wrapped in cellophane

Soundtrack in my head: The Alarm, "The Stand" I received my Bachelor's in Political Science many moons ago, and for most of the period since then, I have struggled with my feelings about politics, social justice, and political activism. This inner struggle has only intensified since I became a Bahá'í. To document the evolution of … Continue reading a message about justice found underneath the couch, wrapped in cellophane

bury my heart at Schoolhouse Rock–the depth of American Indian genocide denial

Soundtrack in my head: Buffy Sainte Marie, "Now that the Buffalo's Gone" rauschenberger / Pixabay Recently, I've been struck by the extent of American Indian genocide denial. Certainly, there is debate over the extent to which this was, in fact, a genocide.  The guesses about the number of people living in the Americas immediately before … Continue reading bury my heart at Schoolhouse Rock–the depth of American Indian genocide denial