We Can’t Breathe

Summary

We can’t breathe.

I realize the strangeness of me saying that. In our current context, many of us are free from the worry of having someone’s knee crushing our neck, of being shot in our own home, or having the police called on us for something as simple as birdwatching. In that sense, many of us can breathe.

But if our liberty is bound together, in the words of activist Lilla Watson, if one of my siblings in Christ can’t breathe, if someone in my extended communal family feels unsafe because of the color of their skin, then I can’t breathe.

We can’t breathe.