If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor. —Desmond Tutu
The first six months of 2020 have been a doozy. Just when we think it can’t get any worse, it does. After the murder of George Floyd in Minneapolis, I felt something inside me crack open.
I might be old, I might not have much influence or money, but I can’t sit back while our country careens out of control from one horror to another.
I have decided to become involved with the Poor People’s Campaign, an organization dedicated to “Building a movement to overcome systemic racism, poverty, ecological devastation and the war economy.”
A friend of mine has volunteered with the Poor People’s Campaign for a couple of years and has told me about the good work they do. She has heard Reverend William Barber, the organization’s founder, speak in Portland. (Awhile back, I read a profile of Reverend Barber in the New Yorker, and I was impressed by his devotion to civil rights.)
Change doesn’t happen by itself. It takes hard work. It takes organization. It takes many voices.
I have decided to be one of those voices, however small.
I have had enough.