My heart is breaking for our DACA friends. Many of my students both at UCLA and especially Cal State Fullerton were DACA children. Not only is trump a raging bigot, he’s just downright mean. To where will he deport these young people? They’ve known only the US as their home, speak only English, and serve
Early in my tenure at UCLA, a hate-spewing preacher was again on campus in the free-speech zone. This time, though, rather than talk about how disgusting and damaging he was, we chose to do something with counter-action: we set up a stand and sold cups of lemonade. The longer he was there, the more lemonade
I remember when we were protesting everything back in college (University of Florida, 1965-69). First, the civil rights movement brought the national guard to Gainesville where soldiers camped in the streets. My friends and I went into the African-American community to share that time with our sisters and brothers who were not allowed to go
I have been in hot Southern California these past two days, visiting friends and attending the wedding of Ramon Borunda and Shassie Gil. The first visit was with a friend of my sister who recently learned that her college-age child is transgender and in the process of transitioning. The mom is just now able to talk
Happy September! Yesterday was another stunning day in the Pacific Northwest, calling us to out our kayaks in the water at Port Orchard. There’s little better than a peanut butter and banana sandwhich while floating on a kayak! Today I’m on my way to SoCal for a wedding and a quick visit with family and