Julie Driscoll: Kids yucked it up, snickered and giggled and guffawed and made light of this young woman’s violation, all while Ms. Parsons’ life, full of misery and pain and despair, was ultimately too much to bear – and she ended it.
Bill Fletcher: Nationally, the Republicans are advancing their ‘final offensive’ against unions and, in the words of noted columnist, Harold Meyerson, seek to repeal the 20th century.
Ezili Danto: Today it hurts me to give voice to what I am hearing. There’s just hopelessness, despair or maybe it’s my Western programming that can’t take this.
Georgianne Nienaber: Haiti is not waving at America. Haiti has the professional expertise to help itself, if only given the opportunity and monetary support to do so. Yes, accountability is needed, but for USAID to suggest that “aid professionals” are the only entities that can accomplish this is not true. Haiti is not an abandoned infant, needing a savior. Abandoned by the international banking community, yes, but fully capable of taking care of her people if given the resources to do so.
Georgianne Nienaber: As she knelt with her back to the writer, the Grandmother stopped the smoothing, stopped the straightening, and grew very quiet. Her shoulders began to heave and it was obvious she was wracked with sobs. The task was hopeless and the Creole cries were soft at first and then became a wail. Not knowing what else to do, the writer sat down in the water and touched the back of the elegant Grandmother.
Georgianne Nienaber: So, the writer does what writers do and steps back, walking alone and searching for vowels and consonants that might describe what is unseen and impossible to understand. Then something happens that challenges the morality and duty of the writer. There is something on the ground that does not fit the pattern of stones and vegetation. A pelvis attached to a spinal column is lying in the open. Pieces of ribs, a wrist and a forearm are nearby. The writer knows it is human but wants it to be something else. It is familiar and something she has seen before.
Franco Folini moved to San Francisco from Italy in 2001. He has a degree in computer science, and in Italy, taught at the Mechanical Engineering Facility at the University of Parma. He says he sees homeless everyday going to work and coming home. He enjoys talking to them, learning their names and listening to their stories.