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Separate and Unequal

  Remember “Separate but equal”? Remember how that really meant that Black schools languished in  broken-down buildings without adequate heat or toilet facilities, with cast-off, ragged learning materials, underfunded and largely ignored? The Supreme Court struck that down in 1954. The evidence was clear that separate was not equal. Plessy v Ferguson had led to - - no, endorsed - - deeply unequal schooling and opportunities. We tend to think of Brown v Board as being purely about racial integration. It was not.  It was about the logical consequences of segregation. And they were not, not, not equal. The ruling in 1954 didn’t transform public education for non-whites into a land of milk and honey by any means. But it articulated some essential truths in a way that made including everyone a legal precedent which could be relied upon and built upon. It was better than what came before it but it rested upon unsteady ground. It did not necessarily change the hearts or minds ...
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F ³: The Thrill of Winning - - a Woman and a Car

My daughter, an attractive professional woman in her thirties, bought a car yesterday. A used car, but a very nice one. We almost didn’t get to hear her tell about it because it seems that the financing guy was determined to hold her hostage.  She would not budge.  Recalling her experience, she remarked that the sales associate was wonderful and that she was completely satisfied with that part of the deal. As to the money part? “I don’t think it was personal,” she said. “ I think he did to me what he does to every attractive woman who walks in there.” The pride I felt - - not just for my daughter but for every woman who has been jerked around in a car dealership - - was immense. It was exhilarating. They tried to saddle her with an enormous monthly car payment which was nothing like the figure that had been floated over the phone.  She got out the piece of paper where she had written it. She also got out her calculator and went through all the numbers, step by step. She s...

Here and Now, Better Together

  Some things just go better together. Good food and drink, for instance - - like a latte and a scone from Trifecto Bar, or a fancy dog and an ice cold milkshake from the Nomadic Glizzy. (Okay, maybe not for breakfast.) Something just go better together. Like Clarksville Commons, the retail and community space that’s been bringing folks together since 2017, and the Common Kitchen, the culinary incubator for up-and-coming food entrepreneurs since 2018. Better together.  Like brothers Elias and William Castillo who work side by side at the Common Kitchen. Elias, owner of Trifecto Bar, has been there from the beginning. William fulfilled his long time dream by opening the Nomadic Glizzy in January of 2025. Some pictures from their official Grand Opening: Leigha Steele, Common Kitchen manager, County Executive Calvin Ball* Elias Castillo, Trifecto Bar Ribbon cutting for the Nomadic Glizzy, William Castilllo  (Calvin Ball looks on) Just this month everything changed. William w...

Remembering a Man Who Was Brave for Music

  My time is not my own right now but I cannot miss the opportunity today to honor Rob White, whose passing I learned of last evening. Rob was a musician, a teacher, and retired from the Howard County Schools as what was then called Music Supervisor/Instructional Facilitator for Music. There’s a lot I could tell you about him. And I probably will on another day. But the Rob White I remember most is the musician with the heart of a teacher who was brave at a time when it was very hard to be brave.  Howard County Music Changing? , Village Green/Town² February 19, 2014 This post, which garnered well over 5,000 views, was the result of Mr. White’s honesty. He shared what was happening to music instruction as a result of the Model Schools Initiative instituted under a former superintendent of schools. The information I learned in a meeting of Howard County Parents for School Music was exactly what you would imagine that a parent music advocacy group would be interested in. But beca...

Men? We Have a Problem.

  Men are not okay.  Let’s start with the man who didn’t just disagree with me on the Couny Executive’s Facebook page but actually wrote out in detail the opinion he wanted me to post instead. Are you out of your mind? What kind of hubris is this to think I want someone else’s opinion to replace my own? That I would care that he doesn’t give me permission to have my own opinion? Men are not okay. Like the police office who engaged in a high speed chase in an unmarked car in the middle of the night which led to the death of a seventeen year old county resident. What kind of thinking can justify using these tactics over a traffic violation? How in any possible way does the punishment fit the alleged crime? Men are not okay. This is the kicker. The man who was in police custody and somehow managed to get released and to kill his estranged wife within hours. 1. The man himself. 2. The (very likely) men who released him. 3. The men who make the laws that lead to occurrences like th...

F ³: Memories of Hope

  When I learned of the passing of the Rev. Jesse Jackson a vague memory rose to the surface. I reached out to my sister and brother in law who live in Indiana. She is a special education teacher and advocate, musician, and filmmaker/videographer. He is a Methodist minister (also a musician.) To my sister: Am I hallucinating that you were a big fan of Jesse Jackson especially because of his vision of the Rainbow Coalition?       We voted for him when he ran the first time. That's what I thought.       We went to hear him speak when we were living in Dayton. It was a great experience! Thank you, I've been thinking about writing about him and I thought you had a direct connection.       No more direct connection than that! G. and I saw him at a nice restaurant in Chicago one time. He was waiting for a table just as we were. Thank you! To my brother in law, a retired Methodist minister: Do you all have any memories as Jesse Jackson supporte...

A Call for Submissions

  Friends, I have been trying to act as though everything is going along normally over here but, it isn’t. Someone near and dear to me took a bad fall last Friday night and suffered a pretty serious break to their humerus. A trip to the orthopedist today will let us know how bad. What this means is that I am now living away from home and sleeping on a pull out couch - - one ear always on alert for the sound of the little bell sitting on a bedside table across the hall. This makes blogging a challenge. I am not complaining. Honestly, I am scared out of my mind but I am not complaining. True to form, I’m going to respond to this challenge by putting you to work.  I’m looking for helpful information about home care, what Medicare will pay for, how to organize friendly, helpful neighbors in a way that respects them but is, first and foremost, helpful to the patient. Is there a Maryland help hotline for people like me who are new to being caregivers? And, just to make you laugh, ...