Tag: violence

  • That Unique Desolation

    That Unique Desolation

    This post has been dormant since March 29, 2016, but its title and its content have persistently been on my mind since.  The other day at some social gathering someone asked me what my hobbies were and, after thinking for a moment, said that it was studying firearm violence.  They laughed awkwardly and so did…

  • Anniversary of Theft

    My wife reminded me that it has now been one year since we were last broken into.  She was partly reminded of this because our car was broken into last week, an incident in which only a cheap phone charger and several quarters were taken.  This occurred despite having moved to a “nicer” area of the city, one in…

  • Advent and the City

    Advent and the City

    We stared at the piece of plastic and sank into the futon.  Positive.  We were sure of it even as our minds struggled to grasp the enormity and totality of its meaning.  Positive.  Were we ready for this, for anything?  Positive.  We were going to be parents.

  • Brown and Bubbles: Why Ferguson and Wilmington Are Alike

    Brown and Bubbles: Why Ferguson and Wilmington Are Alike

    “Hey, Bubbles has a gift for you.  He’s been looking for you, since you saved his life,” my neighbor said casually.  I was somewhat surprised; Bubbles (not his real street name) was a young man whom I met while administering first aid for an injury sustained on my block.  Bubbles had a critical wound to his chest, and…

  • Violence In the City: Stories of Three Women

    Now Absalom, David’s son, had a beautiful sister, whose name was Tamar. And after a time Amnon, David’s son, loved her. But he would not listen to her, and being stronger than she, he violated her and lay with her. – II Samuel 13:1, 14 Now Dinah the daughter of Leah, whom she had borne…

  • Despair


    “He wasn’t a big time drug dealer or anything, you know? He didn’t have anything worth taking. I knew him.”  My neighbor stopped for a moment, clearly shaken and deeply unnerved.  “Why did this happen to him?  We grew up together…” His voice faded and we sat in silence. It was twilight in summer and one of those ordinary and warm and therefore…