My crime? I’d rather be having my own ingathering than awaiting an engraved invitation to objectification.
A Jew of color who grew up during the Civil Rights movement describes why she has chosen to march in Selma in the Trump era.
Because once the gun goes off, no one backs off. No one quits.
Everyone says, "it's okay to fall," but quite literally, society doesn't seem to agree. How come when we trip in the street we get up as fast as possible, hoping no one saw? How come we laugh when we witness this second hang. Let's examine what exactly is so terrible about losing our balance, perhaps on a psychological level we may not even be conscious of.
The game made us laugh, debate, and venture into un-PC territory. It also showed me that I did have a community.
It's always there, so we might as well do something about it!
Because once a Lubavitcher, always a Lubavitcher. #amiright?
What happens when we open ourselves up to a stranger that we might otherwise ignore?
I remember the light most of all.
