Luck decides who lives and who dies. Every street corner, every train car. Every encounter is a roll of the dice. Some of us win, some of us lose. Some read the patterns and learn, some ignore them and are forced to learn too late. Some survive the deadliest war in Europe since World War II, only to escape to America and not survive public transit with African Americans......
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https://substack.com/home/post/p-175405409 ....We’ve argued, pleaded, bent over backwards, sacrificed our own to keep it together. For what? The weight on our backs is too great, and we’ve carried it long enough. The water’s up to our necks, the storm’s already here, and no one’s coming to save us. Either we find the courage to fix what’s broken, or we cut the net loose. Otherwise, we drown with it.
Because history doesn’t reward the timid. And if we don’t carve out our own future, far from the storm, we’ll be nothing but bones beneath their boots, mourned by no one, forgotten by all.
