The Racist Within Me

I do not have one Muslim friend. Not one. I’m not even sure how I’d go about making a Muslim friend. I suppose I could do as one fellow suggested and go through the phone book looking for Muslim-sounding names and call somebody. “Mr. Patel? Could I please speak to Mrs. Patel? … Mrs. Patel? You [...]

The Help: Not the Gospel

I sat in my car and cried after watching the movie The Help, right there in the middle of a blazing hot afternoon, in front of God and nobody. It wasn’t a sniffling, weepy cry but a full-blown bawl. The kind that blinds a person.  I couldn’t drive home. I just had to sit there [...]

And the more I think about it

This pretty much sums up how I feel about the KKK & The Wesboro Baptist folks brouhahah