“That Conversation about Race” category archive
The Past as Prologue 0
The Pittsburgh Post-Gazette’s Gene Collier reminds that, as Mark Twain said, “History does not repeat itself, but it often rhymes.”
By the way, if you haven’t read the book that Collier refers to in his article, this might be a very good time to do so. It is excellent.
What’s in a Name? 0
As Chris Williams points out at Above the Law, quite a lot, apparently. A nugget:
Follow the link for context.
A Notion of Immigrants 0
The Portland Press-Herald’s Victoria Hugo-Vidal muses on a proposal to deny MaineCare benefits to sick persons if they are not U. S. citizens. (MaineCare a form of insurance run by the state of Maine.) A snippet:
I think a lot of the knee-jerk opposition to it comes down to racism and nativism . . . .
Methinks she makes some excellent points.
Why Am I Not Surprised? 0
Going back to Philosophy 101, I’ll start by defining a term:
Romeo Vitelli, writing at Psychology Today Blogs, takes a look at the opposition of hate crime laws. Not surprisingly, he finds that those who oppose hate crime laws are motivated by (wait for it) hate. Here’s a tiny little bit from his much longer article:
Follow the link for context.
Denial Is Not Just a River in Egypt 0
F. T. Rea is taken aback by aghast at Republicans who would assert that history isn’t.
Here’s a bit from his post:
Scribes and Pharisees Redux 0
Michael in Norfolk sees through the sham. Here’s a bit of his post:
Precedented 0
Steve Bousquet, columnist for the Florida Sun Sentinel reminds Florida’s Governor DeSantis that, to paraprhase Mark Twain, history may not repeat itself, but it often rhymes.
A Notion of Immigrants 0
Driven to destruction.
We are a broken society.
(With a broken link, which is now unbroken.)
Guilty! Guilty! Guilty! 0
Trials, not to mention convictions, on the charge of seditious conspiracy are rare, but four leaders of the they-call-themselves Proud Boys beat the odds and were found guilty.
At the Inky, Philadelphia activist Gwen Snyder details the years of harassment she has endured from the they-call-themselves Proud Boys. This was how it started; follow the link for full account.
My downstairs neighbor was home, out on our building’s porch for a smoke break. The far-right gang members approached him, demanding to know if I was there.
He didn’t know, he told them. They demanded that he tell me to stop writing about their racist activities and posting members’ names on Twitter. Then they plastered a sticker with their logo onto my front door. They placed more around the neighborhood for good measure.

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