Timequake

Reading Kurt Vonnegut’s final novel, Timequake, is a bit like negotiating a pleasant and enjoyable minefield. One page illuminates a love that transcend’s time and the next details a suicide. The saying goes: Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. In Timequake, the human race is forced toContinue reading “Timequake”

Confessions of a white ally

First, I dislike the word ally to describe a person in my circumstance. It sounds like I want to help someone with their struggle, but the struggle against injustice is also mine. In fact, the responsibility to fight injustice falls heavier on the beneficiaries of that injustice than it does on the victims. I haveContinue reading “Confessions of a white ally”