It’s people. Doing people. As people will do.
We got stuck on the road trip behind an overturned semi that detoured us passed fields of beautiful fruit trees. We bought beef jerked in a dollar store along the way just so we could pee.
"This is awesome! But I'm not strong. Haven't shed a tear but maybe when I start reading my good wishes I will..." ~ my mom
And generation and generation we go. Perpetuating these silly norms that are not normal at all. And what does it cost us if not the innocence of a five year old...
It's bullshit. It was yet another form of soft spoken tolerance that offered white tears solace without the outrage and anger and full on accountability we needed long before the term was coined and then disregarded as semantics.
White women have a long history of sacrificing others, including themselves, to secure their position on the plantation. This time is no different.
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