Saw a movie last night, "First Reformed," got great reviews but WEIRD.
As the credits began to roll after an abrupt ending, someone in front of us said, "what the fuck"
Which summed it up.
Last night a group of young men decided to go to a nearby park because the park is supposedly haunted so they could tell ghost stories.
A car pulled up and shot into the trees and a 17 year old is now dead. He was about to graduate from HS.
I went to the park this morning to run the dog and saw memorial flowers and grieving people. Didn't know what happened but saw the crime scene tape.
Looked it up. Found the story.
We've gone crazy, we're going crazy, we're not right.
Have been crying most of the day. 17. His poor parents. Young man of color.
Why?
There is no time to waste now. There is no more time. What are we doing to be kind, to tell the truth, to vote the bastards out of office, to be agents of change, one neighbor at a time?
Ryan Dela Cruz. That was his name.
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It's bad. What's going on is real bad. The pendulum has to swing back. It has to, right?
Oh bless him. Ryan Dela Cruz. Bless him and his family.
We should all say it. Over and over. Ryan Dela Cruz.
What the fuck.
Ryan Dela Cruz. Tears. You've reminded me to listen to this song again:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kyxNBSdDHKA
Not sure who said this: The difference between the difficult and the impossible is that the impossible takes a little longer time.
Thank you Beth for bearing witness. I am in tears at this. I am so heartened by your urgency. I saw a post the other day. it said: "What would you have been doing in Germany as Hitler rose to power? You're doing it now." It stopped me cold, then spurred me on. We cannot go to sleep now. This is the moment to make a difference. It helps me so much to know you are out there, being you, changing the world just by being in it. Sending love to you.
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