On Car Wrecks and Hate Speech: Moving Through Shock

One night many years ago, I was home reading on a quiet suburban street when a car engine fired violently and roared down the hill,  transmission screaming and gears grinding. Frowning, I set the book down just as the sharp squeal of tires turned into the unmistakable sound of the car rolling; its glass shattering and metal … Continue reading On Car Wrecks and Hate Speech: Moving Through Shock