Day 289: Classes started today
Well today we kick off our summer internship courses. It’s just a little hard given everything that is going on in the background, but here we are. It’s tough all around for the black and minority communities, but as an institution we press on to teach. I’m still disheartened that we can’t even pause in a moment of turmoil like this, but institutions like this are part of the system so they can’t meaningfully acknowledge what is going on.
There isn’t much new to say now. The US is turning into a warzone, we have a targeted disinformation campaign being waged against peaceful protesters, and we have police forces doing everything in their power to make the peaceful protesters fight back so they can justify killing people. Yet, we had classes today.
It’s tough for me to articulate how hard it is to see your country turn into a warzone. I thought I was done with that. I don’t even particularly care for war movies. Don’t get me wrong, I want to do my part to help the protesters, obviously I have not stayed silent and made my stance very clear. It’s just a lot of stress and anxiety because I see where this is going, I know where we are headed.
More and more we are watching military patrolling with live weapons. Weapons that are designed to kill you. In our cities, our streets, and around our homes. We are seeing a flood of videos showing police brutality and callous attitude towards the protesters. Police are trapping, gassing, and beating protesters. Tactics designed to force them to fight back, to fight for their lives so they can argue that what they are doing is justified.
The world is on fire. We have the COVID-19 pandemic on top of the racism pandemic. There are protests all over the world right now. We are watching calls to dominate people who are exercising their rights to protest. If this was happening in another country the leaders remaining silent would be screaming to end the violence and let the people have a voice. We are being silenced and I am deeply worried that we are on the precipice of being gunned down in the streets.
Somehow through all of this, we welcomed our students. We ignored everything happening. We talked about research ethics and not human ethics. I don’t know how the people in charge of all of this can see what is happening and ignore all this. There was not a word about what is happening. I don’t know how I should feel about that, but it makes me angry and frustrated.
We shouldn’t pretend we are in a bubble. We shouldn’t ignore what is happening. We cannot and should not be silent.