One can almost see the dots being connected today. And the demand: We deserve better. We will not have this done in our name.
What to do with this consciousness of unfairness, of privilege, of the cruelty of one’s nation? Their father marched, donated, spoke up. They do the same. These are good answers, though certainly never enough.
I have never ever thought that Guatemalans fleeing to the US were fleeing poverty. Rather, they were fleeing forced famine and the residue of the genocide.
The simple, personal stories collected and illustrated by Breen are as timely as ever
As we waited for flights to be booked for us, we stayed in San Diego for a few days spending time resting, eating well, and balancing out energy as much as possible before heading to Eugene. More donations helped us during this time.
People who don’t have sponsors or relatives to deposit money on their behalf have another opportunity to buy from the commissary. After a certain amount of time has passed, most people get jobs like cleaning and food prep to maintain the facility - for $1 a day.
After that first service, I knew I was where I was supposed to be. I knew that I would indeed affect change through love and food medicine.
He tells me as we drive that he’s seen groups of migrants without papers throwing rocks across the border. “You’ve actually seen that?” I ask. “Well, I’ve seen it on YouTube,” he says. I wonder how he votes.
The whole project of these big fences slowly comes to feel like declaring war on the ocean or the sky: there's just too much land, too much open air, too many miles in every direction to imagine victory over the human instinct to migrate, to cross deserts, to cross oceans and - least of all - scramble over walls along the way.
I’d heard the rumors that Greyhound management was threatening to ban ticketless refugees from depot property altogether and I’d read the news stories from other US cities about asylum-seekers abandoned by ICE at city parks. I’d heard, but I wasn’t prepared for what was about to experience.