“I know that there’s racism, but…” I’ve seen this or variation of this sentence often on social media over the last few weeks and it’s drives me crazy
I’ve been wanting to write something about the New York Times article, “The Dutch Mourn Flight 17’s Victims in Their Own Sober Way,” ever since I read it three weeks ago. The piece discussed how and why we mourn or empathize with certain events; how humans emotions are limited by the “distance” or “connection”
