Greetings, good readers – Sometimes there just aren’t words. Sometimes all you can do is act: work, donate, march, phone bank, cry, and donate again. The words come later, once you’ve managed to find some meaning, once you’ve turned your anger and fear into something productive. That’s what I’ve been doing in the last week, which is why this newsletter is late. I hate writing when I don’t have the words, and I’m grateful to the
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Greetings, good readers – Sometimes there just aren’t words. Sometimes all you can do is act: work, donate, march, phone bank, cry, and donate again. The words come later, once you’ve managed to find some meaning, once you’ve turned your anger and fear into something productive. That’s what I’ve been doing in the last week, which is why this newsletter is late. I hate writing when I don’t have the words, and I’m grateful to the