You can’t get away from it. In the grocery, almost everyone is masked. Turn the radio on in the car when you’re running errands, and the news briefs are “Coronavirus-centric” every time. Music is not spared either. In an email blast today a major performing rights organization sent out a link to numerous songs dubbed “protest” songs, and a quick glance at the org’s news page reveals social justice in abundance alongside tales of, as we call it in our family, “Da ‘Rona.”
When I bring home a book by Erik Larson, my husband groans. Larson is one of the few authors whose books are so riveting I cannot put them down. He is the maestro of the page turner. It took me years to get around to reading Larson’s book on the sinking of the Lusitania by a German U-boat off the coast of Ireland. I thought I knew what I needed to know about that horrific tragedy.
We were in search of a film to watch in these trying times, and we settled on Clint Eastwood’s Richard Jewell. The Coronavirus epidemic is upending my innate distrust of the federal government, because right now, we pretty much have to trust different tiers of government, at least on some level. So this probably wasn’t a good time to watch a film like this. Continue reading “Probably not a good time to watch ‘Richard Jewell’, but glad we did”
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If you grew up in South Carolina in the 1950s, chances are you’d eventually hear someone mention the case of George Stinney, Jr. Depending on the context of the conversation, you’d hear one of two things.
The 14 year old black teen executed for the horrific murder of 11 year old Betty June Binnicker was truly guilty and justice was served.
The 14 year old black teen was railroaded, pure and simple, and there’s no other way to see it.