Our columnist turns a critical eye to his own convictions about race and white privilege. He finds there’s always room to face our hubris — and in that humbling experience, we find hope to do better the next time around.
What would it look like to quarrel with our country in a way the soul would affirm? A contemplation of patriotism turned inward, and the “fierce-love truth-telling” that will help us become the democratic community we aspire to be.
Our body politic suffers from deep wounds, seen and unseen, and all real. Wisdom gleaned from a beloved baseball team on resilience in the face of heartbreak, and the spirit of unity that will move us into a new age.