Throughout history, artists have created images of Christ that speak to different communities.
Young prodigy. Has a way with words. Brings someone out of a coma. Preaches peace, rages against bankers, tries his hand at carpentry, sexy woman loves him, meets his friends for dinner every week, they drink wine, talk, he says smart things, then, random as the rest of us, he’s killed. Gets to ascend to heaven.
What is the ethical response to witnessing a great moral crime?
Who mutters the low notes, croons the old riversift,
water tumbling into stone and sand? Who trembles
the cows clustered in the thin shade of the high hill?
This is not about Israel, Palestine, or Gaza. This is old-fashioned American racism and misogyny…
It was an autumn long ago
I was still young then, still in love with something
Nazi Germany committed mass murder on an unprecedented scale. Before and especially during World War II, the Nazi German regime perpetrated the Holocaust and other mass atrocities. In the aftermath of these crimes, calculating the number of victims became important for legal, historical, ethical, and educational reasons.
Life that’s embalmed,
life of the dolls
shoved in a corner—who
seem to be staring.
It’s easier to be against something than to be for something, particularly since any ideal is bound to have flaws.
Through stories of her own experiences at the heart of complex conflicts, Jane Ferguson shares fascinating details of how she and other female colleagues have changed the way that news is captured, shared — and understood.
In this extraordinary talk, Elva and Stranger move through a years-long chronology of shame and silence, and invite us to discuss the omnipresent global issue of sexual violence in a new, honest way.
You are the rosemary I add to the soup:
how you pressed pungent bristles
between thumb and finger
‘It is not antisemitic or pro-Hamas to point out that in almost seven months Netanyahu’s extremist government has killed 34,000 Palestinians and wounded more than 77,000 – seventy percent of whom are women and children.’
Relentless
as the urge that also blooms in us—
to find the things that bring us alive,
and open ourselves fully to them, never
giving up