But there’s still work to do, and I remember my favorite law professor channeling MLK’s Letter From a Birmingham Jail, telling us that there is no natural slope to this thing, one way or another. There is no guarantee that American will grow gentler with time. It may grow darker and meaner, as it did Tuesday night. Things don’t get better magically because enough time passes. They get better because people choose to act. Lawyers and writers and artists and activists and teachers and volunteers. Each generation must make its own choice to act. And so now we must all act anew. Now the work continues. And it will be endless work and impossible work and work driven by passion and love but also by rage rage rage.
We Didn’t Die on a Tuesday