I am getting a cold. I am still jet lagged. I worked 10 hours yesterday, today and will tomorrow. It is midnight. I am exhausted. Three people read this blog. Seriously. So why the bleep am I blogging?
Well, like I said tonight in some whack português (really wrong grammar and prepositions) – the fight of the Guarani Kaiowá is not some politicians fight. It is my fight. And yours. And his. And whoever believes that people of a different color and culture aren’t less deserving of life and dignity.
All I can do is what I am doing. Attending events. Sending emails. Posting on facebook. And blogging here. Information is power and there is power in numbers so if I spread some information to more people that is doubly powerful…right? I hope so (even if it is just you three….you count. thanks for sticking with me!)
Prêmio Santo Dias
Last night was the Santo Dias human rights award ceremony. (Santo Dias is well worth learning about and as soon as this week is over I plan on doing just that!) One of the award recipients, Sister Michel, is from the US and has been in Brasil for over 40 years. After arriving she realized the legal injustices that many segments of the population faced and became a lawyer! She’s a total rock star among the oppressed and marginalized and does some amazing work. She was recognized for just that reason. Better yet, she had the grace to invite three Guarani Kaiowá from Mato Grosso do Sul to speak during her time. Short, sweet, and to the point it was yet another reminder that their fight is my fight.
I am not being targeted and shot and denied the right to existence on the side of a highway in one of the richest states in Brasil….but if I don’t make it my fight, if I stay silent, if I don’t do whatever I can – as little as that may be, then I am saying it is okay.
MLK Jr's quote about the silence of the good being most terrifying
It. is. not. okay.
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