Wow. What a Sunday! I started doing a blog audit of my old posts during the NFC Championship game today (to calm my nerves before the Seahawks' incredible, unreal win.) While I waited for my heart rate to calm down, I took a trip down memory lane, reading posts I wrote in 2008 & 2009. Holy shit. There's a lot that spoke out to me during this reminiscing, but what rang loud and clear is how much I miss that editorial voice I had when I first started my blog. I sounded so free. My spirit was free, back then, to say whatever TF I wanted because I didn't know if anyone was reading this anyway! I want to get back to that. I will get back to that. To write as if I'm free again.
Free at last, if you will. See what I did there? :P
If you're not partaking in a Day of Service on this Martin Luther King, Jr. observance day (and maybe even after your service!), you should make time to go see Selma. Regardless of what those ignorant Oscar voters can't seem to see, Selma is a masterpiece and if it doesn't leave you with all the thoughts and all the feels - then I don't know if we can be friends.
And some more background on the movie, via:
It's crazy to think that the events portrayed in Selma happened not too long ago. Perhaps even crazier, that much of that ignorance that inspired non-violent protests are still happening today. We still have a lot of work to do.