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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Tag Archives: racism

Toni Morrison: Diving Into Darkness on Wings of Light

July 27, 2020

Last in my series “Brushes With Blackness” on how Black lives and Black Culture colored my Whiteness. I’d always wanted …

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Brushes with Blackness: Best Friends and Bullies

June 21, 2020

As a child I was completely color blind. I know today people would say that was unlikely. Or even problematic. …

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Brushes with Blackness, 1

June 12, 2020

All of us who are white in America were born into a country steeped in racism. Even for those of …

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Turning Anger into Action, in Ferguson and Elsewhere

November 25, 2014

I am so angry at the outcome in Ferguson, that there was no indictment to allow a court of law …

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After sailing around the world in a small boat for six years, I came to appreciate how tiny and insignificant we humans appear in our natural and untamed surroundings, living always on the edge of the wild, into which we are embedded even while being that thing which sets us apart. Now living again on the edge of the wild in a home that borders a nature preserve, I am re-exploring what it means to be human in a more than human world.

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