Friday, June 22, 2018

Mortuary Beat

After Katrina and the levee failure, many black and poor residents of New Orleans, my neighbors at the time, were flown all over the country without being told in advance where they were going. Utah?! Some were separated.

You know, you remember my neighbors, they were the black U.S. citizens the TV people referred to as: "refugees." In my own evacuation corner, AKA my forced-quit three-month stay of who knows what to the East Coast, one kind sensitive person I remember as a blurred face said, "How's that whole refugee thing going?" I think about white people like that a lot these days. A lot more than I'd like.

We'll need to find a sane, effective enough group of representatives, and I'm of the opinion we have them in the Democrats, who now have no legislative power, natch, to deploy the National Guard again for the mass administrative and organizational effort required to reunite these children with their parents.

Babies.

On one level, it seems unreal to me that this Trump regime, this

Jeff Sessions induced nightmare

believed the rest of us would just let this slide.

On another level, though, I'm not surprised they thought so at all.

This weekend, after the institution of child detention centers, AKA child jails, for asylum seekers who are--woohoo, welcome to America, land of the mean--denied everything from hugs to proper hygiene or rest to basic human decency, all I want to do is go to an amusement park and scream my head off.

The bizarre, the carnivale, the horror can't hurt the way this does and I can scream without penalty.

Meanwhile, how can I type or even think about my own stress when we are a country that inflicts hurt on children as a matter of policy? With that as the context, how can I or anyone worry about personal burnout? And at the same time, how can we not?

Strange, sad days, and where is the cutthroat spirit? I'm now finding myself laser-focused on doing some real reporting, on going back to journalism, the way I did after Katrina. Hope to have some news on that front soon. In the meantime, speaking of policy:

None of these child abusers should ever know peace in public again,

just like the kids they're caging all over this country

right now, right this second

will never know peace the same way again.

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