Musings

No answers, only opinions

My last post took a lot of energy out of me emotionally, from both writing it and the ensuing conversations that followed. To get back on the proverbial writing horse, I decided on a lighter and shorter topic to press onward.


I very frequently find myself thinking about how much data companies demand from us as consumers and how much they actually need it. I'm not talking about all the surveillance and hidden tracking, but the times we're actually filling out a form and providing data directly.

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Let's start out with I'm racist and move on from there. This is dedicated to anyone who has ever said #AllLivesMatter.


Where were you, when you first heard #BlackLivesMatter? Was it on twitter or was it on the news? Did you view it as a statement or the slogan for a campaign?

Let me clear it up: It's a cry for help. It is a plea to see injustice and how just leaving the house while being Black invites a fear that this might be the last time.

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I'm not quite sure where to begin here.

Great, now that that's out of the way, let's begin.


For years, I've felt uneasy. Deep down in the pit of my stomach, I've felt ill, the same feeling I feel when my conscious has been stricken. When I know I've done wrong and I know I need to do better. I've lived this feeling of guilt or of shame and I've struggled to articulate it and I still do. But let's try to unpack this together.

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