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July 19, 2013


Yes. So glad you made me go and look at this. I'm not a big fan of Twitter, but this was indeed kind of the perfect use of it. Both he and you remind me - feeling ill from the news and from the heat this week - that art is a place to go.

Beth, is the painting yours? It is really striking.

The heartbreaking poetry of Teju's tweets moves me deeply.

I'm reminded of a visit to Cape Coast Castle in Ghana many years ago -- one of the places where Africans were stored like cattle before passing through the door of no return into the waiting ships. And of course I was there as a white woman of European descent. My ancestors came to this country willingly, in the early 20th century. What an inconceivably different history that is.

Did you watch the video (or read the transcript) of President Obama's remarks about this yesterday? His acknowledging that every African American man -- himself included -- experiences casual racism (being followed in department stores, car doors being locked when he walks by) kind of gutted me.

One thing I noticed in the US South is that while local white people generally drive between 3 and 20 miles over the speed limit, local black people--regardless of how spiffy their cars or gender or age--tend to drive 2 or more miles BELOW it. This is not because they are less incined to get where they are going.

haven't visited you in awhile. ;-[ the intro words caught my attention. love the watercolor. love the information. Thank you, for sharing.

Glad to see you are still blogging. It's been a while for me. Yes, lovely picture. Just wanted to say hello.

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Who was Cassandra?

  • In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.