I’m having a hard time sleeping. Just last night I was up for three hours, awake in a panic about someone trying to take my daughter from me. The terror wasn’t real for me, of course. My seven-year-old – my child who doesn’t like it when I leave for overnight business trips – was asleep in her bedroom, doing just fine.
Over the course of six weeks, the US government took 2,000 children and separated them from their parents. Children who are confused, in a new country, and without their families. There is no greater shame in this country right now than what is being done to these children – some just infants literally torn from their mother’s breast.
The Trump administration is defending the policy as biblical, as if there could be anything godly about traumatizing and torturing children. I’m glad to see that people have been in the street – last week there were protests across the country. We can’t stop protesting until these families are reunited.
Sleep should not come easily to any of us until it happens.
Glass half full
What I’m RTing
Who I’m reading
Anna Merlan on the price of coming forward about sexual harassment, Meghan McCarron on the chef Gabrielle Hamilton’s much-criticized move to take over the Spotted Pig after accusations of rampant harassment, and Molly Hennessy-Fiske with a story about the inside of the “prison-like” shelters immigrant children are being kept in.
What I’m writing
How outraged I am
A widely lauded cartoonist at the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette was fired for creating work critical of Trump and the usual “free speech” warriors are nowhere to be found. On a scale of one to 10 I’m at an eight – but only because I’m so very tired.
How I’m making it through this week
Somehow this slow-motion basset hound had me laughing out loud for a good five minutes.
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