Witnessing

When the President spoke at Clementa Pinckney’s funeral last month, many were quick to call it historic, and I’m inclined to agree with them. My own experience of listening to the speech, however, is a different kind of history. This account has limited historic significance. It’s just a story I want to tell myself, an attempt to understand I’ve come to believe, about the present and the future.

Disrespecting White Supremacists

Last week, a white supremacist gunned down nine black men and women in Emanuel AME Church in Charleston. The AME Church has suffered mass murder before. In 1822, it was at the vortex of a supposed slave insurrection led by Denmark Vesey. Historians are split on whether or not Vesey really plotted rebellion. He went […]