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it colours one's whole life. I think to myself, at my age, grow up and grow out of it, but none the less that level of violence and oppression marks one's psyche and in my case, many of my social views. The problem is that it casts one into a confrontation where you either embrace revenge or love. I know I have always tried to embrace love but sometimes it has been difficult. A while ago i began to think I am tired of claiming what I believe in as a negative, being anti-racist, anti-war etc, rather than being pro-equality and pro-peace as better ways to use our language and to overcome the oppression cast on me. Thank you for responding.....robert

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Thanks, Bob, for these words. I am trying to remain hopeful that we still have power in collective action and that we can use it for good

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‘Having grown up under the knuckle of an older brother who was on the spectrum,

having to avoid his slaps, scratches and punches virtually everyday,

I learned to detest bullies.’

thank you for sharing this, I never knew anyone else who had similar experience to me.

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