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2/30 – Privilege

Privilege is…

…the choice of forefathers to have come here, to have not arrived in chains.

…the ability to not be inherently more likely to be shot.

…whole personhood from the founding of the country of your birth.

…a lottery of melanin,
of economic status,
of opportunity.

…being able to discuss the advantages that I have inherently, because I pass,
gone are the circumspection of circumcision,
gone are quarrelsome curls that announce my otherness,
gone my kippa and tzitzit that says that I’m Hebrew,
Kike, Christ-killer, Juden, Jew,
and Roma, Kalderashi, there is nowhere to call home,
pogroms should be all I know –
privilege is not having ever been driven from somewhere,
my ancestors on either side never knew such,
black men and women in America have never known such,
the First Peoples here have never known such,
the Mexican People have never known such,
this land is built on the bodies of “others” brought here,
granted no rights and worked to their deaths,
privilege is being able to shrug this inhumane history off ourselves.

…perpetual because we’ve let it.

…running rampant because we believe there are more of them,
or that they are more powerful,
but we are what we have always been,
we are WHO we have always been,
the oppressed,
the irreverent,
the dreamers,
the believers,
we are righteous in our indignation,
we are at the end of our rope,
we are ready for revolution,
we cannot have more of the same,
privilege is the right of the strong and the lame.

…available to us all. It is ours for the taking.

…being at the precipice of this coming change.

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07/30 – Blood in the Sand

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This Passover I shall pour out wine for the spilt blood this year:

In Yemen,
In Chechnya,
In Syria,
In Mosul,
In Chad,
In Sudan,
In Israel and in Palestine,
In Orlando,
In San Bernadino,
[In London,
In Stockholm and St. Petersburg,
In Afghanistan and Iraq, yet,
In India,
In Pakistan,
In North Korea,
In Somalia and Nigeria;
Lord!
How many more plagues do You inflict on us?
Ten times ten thousand sorrows afflict these
Children
You crafted from clay and
Left
to wear on the world You Gave
and Man accelerated decay,
craftily choked it with carbon,
but it made buck,
and at what a bargain].

Everywhere,
Where tyranny still reigns triumphant,
and shall mourn in this celebration
that we are so much further from
Tikkun Olam תיקון עולם
than it seems
that we have ever been.

I would wish a chag sahmeakh  חג שמח
but I cannot muster it,
for all this
Blood in the sand,
so instead,
a prayer.

“This year we are slaves.
Next year may we be free:
Of racism,
Of tyrants,
Of oppression.”

Amen.