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Welcome to the First-Ever Be The Change Newsletter!
This week I share an essay on how we push for change when tens of millions don't agree that the sky is blue; poems and haikus related to the filibuster, Biden's inauguration, and the January 6 attempted coup; and a satirical piece about the Space Force.
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I used to think that the turning point in the battle against climate change wouldn’t come until the impacts were too obvious to ignore. My fear was that, by this point, it would be too late to forestall the worst outcomes, but at least humanity would wake up to and deal with this existential crisis.
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Eliminate the Filibuster: A Haiku
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haven’t time to be unfree.
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Find joy in the little things:
the glint of rust on flagpoles at dawn,
or squeak of shoes on desecrated marble.
Imperfections I'd given up on.
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How to Prepare for a Coup in a Pandemic
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Sometimes, taking a break from the news and work,
I’ll spot the collected works of this or that poet
and, for a moment, have context for despair.
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I Condemn the Attempted Coup
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One might reasonably ask why any nonprofit, let alone a nonprofit lender, should dare to comment on politics. Isn’t that best left to pundits and politicians? In ordinary circumstances, I might agree—to a point. But these are not ordinary circumstances.
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We Need a Space Force More Than Covid Relief!
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What if all this time, energy, and money were spent, not on the illusion of security, but rather on building a more just, prosperous, and beautiful democracy? I suppose that’s a dream better left to comic books and video games.
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Life After Dodging A Bullet
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I try on a suit to look handsome for the moon
ask the mirror what I've gained and what I've lost.
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I mourn the death of those yet to die,
seek an urn to hold the ashes of what might have been.
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I wish you all a healthy and safe week. Please wear a mask and continue to physically distance and wash your hands frequently. We are in the home stretch of the worst of the pandemic; we can get through this together.
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I send you hugs from snowy New England! Until next week!
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