Am I White?

I keep being told I'm White. Capital W White. I have been reading about what it means to be White, and sometimes... I think... I Am. Other times, I'm not so sure.

Gender is taught, but also is not.

Gender is something people become aware of at an early age.  As soon as children can form complex ideas about the world, they begin to assign themselves and others a gender, and these ideas are frequently not congruent with the expectations many others have.  Like all things biological, gender is messy. For the sake of …

What came first? The chicken or the id?

In my unconscious mind what will I find? A depth of perception? A constant reflection? Or something far more benign? Below a thought's surface will I find a purpose? (How different are my thoughts from those of a porpoise?) Deep in my inners will I find a child? or something more freewheeling, randomized, wild? During …

No one actually knows what you are saying.

When we are speaking to others, what they understand is only partially influenced by our intended meaning.  A large part of receiving information is subject to one's emotional state, attention to the details of our speech, current thoughts, ability to understand our words, and especially what the receiver expects us to be saying.

The [black] lady [with the purple lipstick]

I am finding it more and more difficult to work toward a world in which our children have so many rich experiences of their friends that the last thing they would think to use as a reference is skin color. In many ways, it is my white privilege that has permitted me to try and ignore racial language.

Let them eat imaginary cake

Business, politics, entertainment, art, education, and even frying eggs seems to require a constant connection to the digital world.  Now with COVID-19 amplifying this perceived need of digital connectedness into a necessity, I wonder how the digital recovery will play out. My 7-year-old who already knows how to fry eggs, impulsively asked our Google Home …