Have a Loved One with Distressingly Racist Ideas? Me too.

By Heather Millar

Like most people in this country, I’ve been arguing a lot this year. Pointing out racism and lack of empathy on social media. Bristling a bit when made aware of my own racist missteps.

Doomscrolling and raging against the headlines.

I’ve been a journalist for most of my life, though I’m now pandemically unemployed. Among many other things, I’ve covered jails and prisons, politics and social policy. I thought I “got” this country’s racism. I knew it was foundational to our nation’s problems, central to our history. I volunteered regularly; protested occasionally.

A discussion between a younger woman and an older woman hits a sticking point.

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