I am struggling with writing this month’s blog. I don’t think I can write a coherent essay about my feelings during this time of craziness because they are all over the place. So many things in opposition. “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…”*
Staying at home or going out with a mask vs. pretending it is all a hoax and chastising mask wearers (as happened to a friend of mine in the grocery store)
Staying at home or marching in the streets
Protestors with masks can still be heard
You can breathe in a mask but you cannot breath with a knee on your neck
Fever of the current corona virus and the fever of rage and protest
I heard some interesting words on a recent PBS News Hour. An African American woman comparing the crime tool luminol to the corona virus. Just as luminol under UV light will show blood that was invisible before, the virus has helped in exposing the underlying racism in our country because of how disproportionally the virus is affecting the black population.
The multiracial crowds standing tall with arms uplifted in protest versus African American, George Floyd, handcuffed on the ground with a white policeman’s knee on his neck
The best of us: George Floyd was described as a “gentle giant” (The Guardian.com)
The worst of us: The white policeman holding him down
The best of us: The protestors being there and giving voice to what needs to be heard
The worst of us: The anarchists fomenting violence and destruction
The sadness and pain and fear and outrage in me giving way to the joy of seeing Astronauts Bob Behnken (age 49) and Doug Hurley (age 53), flying away from Earth in the Space X capsule called the Dragon atop the Falcon rocket, filling my heart with pure joy at the fantastic images of the launch
Bob and Doug (both white) hurtling into space, their second stage engine cutting off at 8 minutes and 47 seconds
A knee on grounded, George Floyd’s neck for 8 minutes and 46 seconds, his soul flying into the ether too soon (he was 46 years old)
May he rest in peace
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Eastern Bluebird photo by Betty McCreary
*Quote from the opening of A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens (1859)
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