Interrupting and talking over others is not just boorish and rude. It’s a means of dis-empowering and silencing.
What we witnessed during the vice-presidential debate was a man repeatedly talking over a woman. He would not let her speak. He imposed his words, his presence, over hers.
He was trying to silence and erase her voice, and in doing so, make her presence both mute and moot.
We saw similar behavior at the presidential debate. One man continually would not stop talking and interrupting, trying to drown out the other person’s voice, imposing his presence at all times.
Across social media there was a groan of frustration and recognition from women who have experienced this behavior before, especially, but not only, in the workplace. …
Netflix kept crashing on my computer. I thought it was because of my ten-plus-year-old machine.
But then I tried a different browser (from Safari to Chrome) and it worked like a charm. And this MacBook got a new lease.
I had forgotten all you get used to in your normal browser, all the log-ins, and passwords.
I see a promotional “you might like” email from Amazon. They got me, so I add the item (compostable garbage bags) and then see the total cost of my cart at around $96. I’d pay $12 for green garbage bags, but not $96.
So I go into my cart and see four items there that I don’t recognize. I finally notice that I am accessing my ex-girlfriend’s Amazon account. She’d used this computer many times, and I think not only preferred Chrome to Safari but used it as a way to keep her internet stuff and my internet stuff on this machine separate. …
The concept of ‘we’ and repairing the world gets clouded by being so separated from what we want to make better.
One of the things that makes the Yom Kippur Eve service, known as Kol Nidre, so powerful is knowing that so many Jews worldwide are collectively standing together to greet and welcome the holiest day of the year.
I don’t attend religious services as much as I used to, going, at this point, no more than a few times a year.
But I have never not attended a Kol Nidre service in person. Not until this year, of course, when so many of the traditions and rituals I and the rest of the world have followed and depended upon for meaning, for connection, for orienting ourselves in time and space, have crumbled out of respect for nothing less than the value of human life and keeping us and our neighbors safe. …