“In such a world of conflict, a world of victims and executioners, it is the job of thinking people, not to be on the side of the executioners.”- Camus
At The National Memorial for Peace and Justice in Montgomery, Alabama, one looks up a rise to the open-air pavilion where row upon row upon row of rusting, steel boxes hang from the ceiling. One comes under the roof and walks among them at eye level. Each has etched upon it the name of a state and county and following, the names of those who were lynched there and the dates of their murders. One walks down […]
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Make a city into its composite parts – scraps of wood, slivered, riven, scattered; cement in serrated blocks, piles of blocks in chunks in acres. Iron in heaps — tank hulks stinking of flesh. Clay fountained from shell holes. A wreckage of streets no longer streets. Smoke and the stench of it, frozen blood thawing and the stench of it, cordite, shit, rot. Wind whistling in a dozen keys through […]
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Kevin Rothrock (@KevinRothrock) tweeted at 11:46 AM on Sun, Apr 10, 2022: In Moscow today, police arrested Konstantin Goldman for standing outside Red Square beside Kyiv’s “Hero City” monument with a copy of Tolstoy’s “War and Peace” in hand (Go to Rothrock’s twitter account to see the photo). In reports leaking out of Russia here and there, and in the text of Putin’s own propaganda, many Russians are turning against teachers , […]
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Bucha Witness To witness means to see, to say I have seen houses shorn in half, their intimacies on display, the wind shoving within to root about pink insulation clinging to walls like lungs, trees made ragged, splintered bodies on the road, men once men now meat burned black. To witness means to see, to tell of pulverized worlds where body bags slide […]
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