"Stop signs are for safety." It started there. And I realized, I don't need to say this to the person who hurts me again and again and can't hear me. I can't change them. http://www.muthamagazine.com/2019/08/what-is-kindness/
I've been trying to make my way out of the swamp of white privilege for 20 years. I've definitely taken some wrong turns. I've made more progress since quitting academia and beginning to unschool full time. I'm learning how to listen. So despite all these wrong turns, now I think working toward being an anti-racist white person is pretty simple. This is what I've come to: listen, speak, act.
A month or so ago, I noticed that every story I had told recently about my daughter was negative. We'd had some exhausting weeks--for her, illness exacerbates every symptom of autism, and her dad and I often feel that we're banging out heads against a wall. Hypersensitivity, not eating much at all, not responding to... Continue Reading →
A review of H Is for Hawk by Helen Macdonald My husband graduated with a Masters degree in 2007. That fall, we moved so that he could take a city planning job and I could go to graduate school. Within a month, the city froze all hiring. Within six months they were talking about layoffs,... Continue Reading →
This blog started four years ago, with a co-authored letter about 32% fee hikes at the University of California, fee hikes accompanied by professor furloughs and drastic cuts. It started during a month when I thought that if I poured myself into activism--working from 6am-10pm organizing and writing and researching--I could stop the university I... Continue Reading →