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What is this rage?

People are losing it. Really. 

Across the political divide, we are all on edge. The anti-vaxxers who believe the end of the world is coming. The bullies who attack ER nurses. The rage filling town halls over critical race theory. The parents sending their unable-to-be-vaccinated kids to school and the rage they feel at those who flaunt their maskless faces. The suspicious glances in the store. The fights at school and on the internet. Even, let’s say, the bad art friend.

Things are bananas.

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Change is in the air

This is the summer interlude. A check-in with a promise. Although I doubt any of you are waiting with bated breath for my next missive, I promised myself that I would make this a more regular occurrence.

It’s summer and we’re in a big transition phase here. Liv has graduated 5th grade and is moving to middle school. We are emerging slowly from the pandemic and still keeping an eye on those variants and the vaccination rate. I’m still in the process of mourning and grieving and processing.

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Reckoning Debt

I’m still in the process of mourning and grieving and processing. My sense is that the grueling grind of capitalism will not let us pause and reflect and take stock. This has to happen individually between meetings or while driving your kid to and from school. We don’t know how to mourn collectively in a healthy way. After 9/11, we had these patriotic overblown events where we dive deep into the myth of our exceptionalism. More flags, more military bands, more words like freedoms, and very little reckoning. Of course, this is the plan because it feeds into our notions of power and entitlement. And if we really did reflect, we might see the ways our country is in the wrong.

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Well, hello 2021

Dear Friends,

Our innate desire to see things get better is being challenged daily. Every time I get myself stabilized, sense that I might be moving forward towards something, I get upset by the news. Even with the joy of a new administration, so much damage has been done and it’s hard to see a way through it.

I gain ground in this pandemic and then lose it. Doesn’t it always feel like a swirl of emotion — of joy and despair delivered together in one big wallop?

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