Tag: racism

The Flip Side of “You People”

It was one of the first things I learned as a grown-up person in a multi-cultural world. The term “you people” was bad as in “You people always think everything bad that happens is because of racism.” “You people.” After the initial looks of… Continue Reading “The Flip Side of “You People””

Slumber Party

Cracks in the Brick Wall: Thoughts on White Fragility, Part Three

I am tempted to use my whiteness as a weapon. Why? Because I know it would probably work. Why not? Because it’s contrary to my beliefs, undercuts people who aren’t white, and buys into and reinforces white privilege. I could weaponize my white privilege… Continue Reading “Cracks in the Brick Wall: Thoughts on White Fragility, Part Three”

Poison

We decided that Uncle Harry’s would be a great place to celebrate our daughter Rosa’s 27th birthday.  It’s a hideaway bar on the Milwaukee River with a big rustic patio. On summer nights, large, gleaming white yachts are tied up alongside Harry’s and smaller power boats… Continue Reading “Poison”

Cracks in the Brick Wall: Thoughts on White Fragility, Part Two

Why does it take so long to absorb a simple fact?  Years ago, in a discussion about racial desegregation, my black Urban Affairs professor, Dr. Rose, looked me in the eye and said, “Blacks and whites don’t share the same space for very long.”… Continue Reading “Cracks in the Brick Wall: Thoughts on White Fragility, Part Two”

Cracks in the Brick Wall: Thoughts on White Fragility, Part One

“How would you feel if every time you walked into a meeting, everyone in the room was black?” The question was asked by a black colleague of mine in a meeting where we were tackling the issue of lack of diversity in our group. I… Continue Reading “Cracks in the Brick Wall: Thoughts on White Fragility, Part One”

Old Story

Moss-covered markers Clues of losses then and now History chiseled

Racist Reflex

I think if you’re an American, you have to watch the video. So I did. Here it is. Terence Crutcher getting shot while the emergency lights on his car are flashing. The irony of a man getting shot after he turns on his flashers… Continue Reading “Racist Reflex”

Curfew in Milwaukee

Tell the kids to come home It’s dark out there There are cars driving fast And people with guns Tell the kids to come home Sit still on the couch Listen for the army And hold their breath Tell the kids to come home… Continue Reading “Curfew in Milwaukee”

I Miss Martin Luther King

I miss militancy. I miss radicals. I miss relentless insistence. I miss confrontation. I miss fearlessness. I miss anger. I miss eloquence. I miss clarity. I miss innocence and guilt. I miss the love of justice. I miss the power. I miss my obligation.… Continue Reading “I Miss Martin Luther King”