
Well folks, again I am pausing our policy of keeping posts to 750 words. But, damn, this woman can write! And, yes, she plays hardball. But come on people… we are way past hotdogs and softball.
I didn’t know of Anne Helen Peterson’s writing until recently, but I suggest you grab her words and consider where you stand in all of this. And then maybe think again.
What If This is Just the Way Things Are?
Anne Helen Peterson
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My partner and I go on a long walk with the dogs every Friday afternoon, the sort where you can actually feel some of the accumulated tension of the week fall off you the further you get from home. Last week, as the invasion in Ukraine continued to escalate in ever more horrifying ways, we were talking about that feeling that we don’t leave crisis mode; we just move from one (or more) primary sources of crisis into the next.
In many cases — including the current one — we don’t actually leave the previous crisis behind; it just wanes in urgency, with a promise that it will certainly wax again. It demands a sort of cyclical vigilance — and it’s been the norm for the last two pandemic years, with their ongoing waves of high-alert anxiety, but it’s also characteristic of the ongoing climate catastrophe, of the erosion of voting rights, of the threats to trans kids and the families and health care professionals and educators who affirm them, of outbursts of horrific racist violence, of school shootings, of giant steps back when it comes to women’s bodily autonomy. It happens, then it happens again, then it just keeps happening.