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Immigration through the Lens of My Heritage

I have yet to come across an American who wants wide open borders. I don’t know of any informed citizen who isn’t worried about immigration policy or who doesn’t understand we’re in crisis mode in this area. This is the common ground. Virtually all of us are aligned on this. But this is not the commonly held belief in our country. The more prevalent thought is that, generally speaking, liberals think we should just let everyone in without process. Time and again, on conservative media and from the mouth of the President at his rallies, we hear that the...

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Unpacking the Notion of Racism by Association

Have you ever been in a group of people who, when you leave the room, shortly thereafter bring down the volume on their conversation? That happened to me recently. I could still hear them through the closed door. No, they weren’t talking about me. They were taking advantage of my absence to talk freely about something involving race. No ‘N’ word. Nothing vile. More like casual commentary on how overblown racism is. I confess my eyes filled up. I felt my difference in that moment. I didn’t fully understand why I should be proud instead of hurt until I...

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Political Discourse at the Diner

The other day I was in a favorite local haunt having a conversation with two guys I see often in town. Both are Republican. A year and a half ago, when we’d have a conversation about politics, they’d pounce on my points before they were out of my mouth. President Trump is the be-all, end-all. He is the answer. Wait – where’s my caps lock key? — make that the ANSWER. But this week, we had a shift in our dynamic. I like talking to these guys, so I almost always welcome the discourse, face to face, no hiding...

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Giving Senior Citizens Space to Feel

We’re in a time when a woman will be partaking in a conversation and the next thing you know what will come spilling out in an almost even tone is that time when her doctor raped her. It happened to me this morning. “Nancy, it was five years before I realized what he did to me was wrong.” **** On the evenings when I prepare a topic, or prompt, for my senior citizens’ writing group the next morning, my greatest challenge is to try to gauge the mood or mindset of my students. By this I mean that there...

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Politics, Fragility and the Divine

The other day I was on the PATH train between Newport and Grove Street, roughly a five-minute ride for those not familiar. A young man came into the car, said he was from North Carolina and struggling to feed his family, so he’d decided to share the gift God gave him, his voice. He proceeded to sing a Christian song. Absorbed in my own thoughts en route to a teaching gig, I barely looked up, but his rendition was lovely. When he was done, he bowed his head and said in prayer, “Dear Lord, I know I’m not the...

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