I will not post this weekend, as I am away. As well, I want to begin writing an article, so my schedule will change next week, but I will be back.
After I wrote my poem yesterday, I thought about what it might mean to live in a different way than I do. I cannot. I do not have those experiences. To discriminate is to see and recognize differences. In a world of extreme ideologies, there are those who simply refuse to see differences as essential to our human condition.
Hannah Arendt wrote about living in pluralism being the ultimate human condition. It is what makes us each a person, separates us in some distinct way from others. It is challenging and unavoidable.
I lived in a small town in Northern Alberta when I was young. We were the only French-speaking family with children in the community. I understand others…
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