Affirm: Asian American Solidarity

Recent videos of people harming elderly Asian Americans break my heart. I try to make sense of them and feel ashamed as an African American. While I know that not only African Americans have been targeting Asian Americans, seeing people with my skin color harming anyone—especially senior citizens—is soul-crushing. I sense gravity in this moment that I don’t yet fully understand.

I remember being told months ago of the hate being directed at Asian Americans. I stated how sad it was to hear, said a quick prayer for the Asian community, imagined appropriate governmental responses, and then moved on. I didn’t give the issue space in my heart, soul, and mind.

My response was wrong. I did exactly what many people do when they hear about horrors being committed against African Americans: say a quick prayer and follow up with excuses to blame someone else for the problem.

The recent violence against Asian American senior citizens shows me how I too have fallen into my culture’s typical response to right and wrong. Instead of standing up for the vulnerable, I have followed our society’s pattern of viewing the issue as someone else’s problem; worrying about how it might affect me personally; and then trying not to get involved.

When I speak out about issues facing African Americans and this nation, I am quick to tell White Americans they must act; they cannot sit comfortably on the sidelines. I recognize that this holds true for me as well. Whether it’s a hate crime against Asian Americans or any other group, I am called to voice the wrong—better said, the many wrongs—that these incidents against bring to light. It is shameful that individuals are being victimized for their racial identity. It is shameful that elderly persons’ physical vulnerability is being exploited. It is shameful that so many in our society have deemed the elderly unworthy of our attention.

I, like many, want to figure out why these crimes are happening. In particular, why are African Americans targeting Asian Americans? Is it the loss of family values, poverty, hunger, unemployment, poor education, or the new coronavirus?

Any of these systemic problems may be contributing to the recent aggressions against Asian Americans, but before we continue to investigate and look for explanations, we must first and foremost condemn the wrongs committed and find ways to protect those being victimized. When George Floyd was murdered in May 2020, our nation in its great diversity stood in solidarity against the wrong. That same collective response must be seen now when another group is being victimized. All of us need to stand alongside neighbors when their trials come, advocating for justice and lending a helping hand.

Today I purchased Encyclopedia of Minorities in American Politics: Volume 1, African Americans and Asian Americans (American Political Landscape Series) by Jeffrey D. Schultz. It’s my first honest step in trying to understand the plight and history of Asian Americans. If you have suggestions on books or movies I should read or watch, please email them to me.

To the Asian American community: We see your beauty and your strength. We stand against all hate and racism toward you.  

Question: Military Creates Peace

My niece is reenlisting in the United States Army for another 6 years. Why? Her number one reason is peace. Peace of mind and security. 

My niece tells me there is nothing in the civilian space that can provide the lifestyle she has as an officer in the army. She has a job, housing, financial resources, and travel perks. The army doesn’t afford her a lavish lifestyle, but it provide a safe, peaceful, and interesting one. Because her basic needs have been met, my niece no longer worries about food, clothing, or shelter. She is required only to do her job and stay physically fit. Beyond that, her life is her own.

During her first 7-years with the military, she has traveled to more than 10 different counties. She told me that the opportunity to travel is alone worth enlisting. Outside of the military, young people growing up in poverty rarely get to see the world beyond their immediate communities. The army opens the world to them and provides a new and expanded worldview.

My niece has never set foot in a war zone. While she can be called to any location at any time, being sent to war has not been a major concern of hers. Part of that might be because her hometown in the U.S. is more violent than anywhere she has been stationed.

The United States loses more people to homicide on our own soil than soldiers to violence abroad. In 2018 alone, the United States recorded more than 18,000 homicides. In the years 2006–2020, approximately 17,650 active-duty soldiers died while serving in the armed forces. Of those, only 26% died while serving overseas in military operations.

So how do we Mennonites—traditionally anti-military—address the fact that, for many recruits, the military is their only option for peace? If we seek to direct young people away from enlisting, we need to provide them with viable options for achieving economic and physical security at home.

Though the military has worked for her, my niece says that she would prefer civilian life. While it is changing, the military is still very much a white man’s world. It has a long way to go before people of color, women, and LGBTQ persons feel seen and valued as equals.  She would not advise them to enlist.

At the same time, the military provides stepping stones for those lacking resources to succeed otherwise. The first stepping stone is economic. To hook recruits, the military offers bonuses ranging from a few thousand to tens of thousands of dollars. Such a financial boost is a big benefit to people living in poverty. The second stepping stone the military offers is education. Soldiers are able to receive college or other education while serving, enabling them to return home more qualified for jobs with a living wage.

The third stepping stone the military provides is discipline. When she enlisted, my niece was an angry young woman whose life wasn’t going anywhere. Largely because a Black, female officer took her under her wing, she endured the demands of the military and learned the discipline she needs to succeed.

My niece believes that the military will be many young people’s most logical road to peace until civil society offers those three stepping stones: economic security, good education, and healthy discipline. We Anabaptist Christians who oppose military service in the name of peace must consider what peace means and how to offer young adults different means of attaining it. Until we offer another way of peace for those fleeing the violence of poverty, the military will continue to attract them.

Ponder: Positive

My test results came back positive. Bummer.

The results came six days after the onset of symptoms. By then I had chest pain, fever, body ache, and what seems like a head cold.

The positive test added anxiety to my symptoms. It also meant spending a half-day being interviewed by the health department and calling my contacts. Our family had been gathering in a bubble—so when my husband, daughter-in-law, infant grandson, and I all tested positive within a week, it burst our bubble in a bad way.

We’re all worried about those of us who tested positive because everyone in our family hasn’t survived. We have already lost three family members to Covid-19, along with five others who have died this year for reasons unrelated to the pandemic. Many of our family members and friends have managed to beat the virus, but they continue to suffer lingering health problems and financial hardship caused by their illness.

With four of us Covid-positive at the same time, we’ve seen how differently this virus affects different people. We’ve each had different symptoms, and we’ve each responded to our symptoms differently. This has added up to a lot of family angst! We are nearing the end of our two-week quarantine, but none of us, besides the baby, feels as if the virus is gone. Many of our initial symptoms are still present, and new ones seem to be showing up. For me, it’s depression.

I have been remembering other positive test results that brought our family profound sadness. My husband and sister tested positive for cancer. I am happy to say that both of them survived. Another family member tested positive for HIV and is living with that diagnosis. And now four of us tested positive for Covid-19.

Right now, I just want to go on a long walk. Breathe in the cool winter air. I want to look at the trees and houses decorated for Christmas and see healthy children playing in the yard. I want to hold my grandson. I want to comb my granddaughter’s hair.

I want my life back, but I am not sure that I can walk to the end of my yard and make it back without searching for air.

I keep thinking about what our world will look like a decade or so from now. How will the virus change us? Our nation has always been known for its individualism, but my hope—and thank God I still have hope—is that this experience will help us to prioritize being with one another. That we will no longer wait until holidays and funerals to gather with extended family. That we will get back to weekly meals and games with friends. That we will stop storing up money for the end of our life. Because this virus has shown us that life can change with one word: positive.

To all the frontline workers, thank you. We would not have made it this far without you.

Affirm: The Lowly Boast

This past weekend I lost four family members—none to COVID but simply age and health issues. At one of the three funerals I attended, God spoke to me through a sister, a woman I grew up with. She told me she has been richly blessed because God has brought her through many things in the past year. She blessed me with her story.

This woman who self-identifies as blessed told me that her husband left her, she lost her job, and she lived for months in her storage shed. When she could no longer pay for the storage unit, a friend let her stay with her a few nights until she got into a local group home.

God has been good to her, she told me. God has seen her through. She is blessed.

My encounter with this woman’s story shocked me out of the protective shell I’ve been cowering in. These past few months I have found it hard to write. I haven’t sent out blog posts. I haven’t written articles. I struggle to be positive and hopeful in the midst of the pandemic and racial tension. In my isolation and lack of travel, I’ve missed hanging out with other women across the country. It’s been a bummer, and I thought I had it bad.

My conversation with this woman opened my eyes to blessing. To help the organization stay afloat, I cut my hours—but I did not lose my job. I have a home. My family has been okay financially through the pandemic. Even as we lost three of our matriarchs, I have welcomed three grandbabies since March. God has been good to me.

We followers of Jesus are told that, somehow, all of this amounts to joy:

“My brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of any kind, consider it nothing but joy, because you know that the testing of your faith produces endurance; and let endurance have its full effect, so that you may be mature and complete, lacking in nothing. . . . Let the believer who is lowly boast in being raised up, and the rich in being brought low, because the rich will disappear like a flower in the field. For the sun rises with its scorching heat and withers the field; its flower falls, and its beauty perishes. It is the same way with the rich; in the midst of a busy life, they will wither away” (James 1:2-4, 9-11).

As I try now to dwell on the positives—as evasive as they may be—I consider this: we as a people are more aware. Instead of being too busy to simply be with one another, we are longing to be in the presence of others. Instead of ignoring those in need, we are confronted with the scale of it. We can no longer ignore the unemployed; we and those we love are increasingly among their ranks. The rich are being brought low.

No matter how these months have treated us, let’s remember the many families who have lost their homes or are unable to pay utility bills. Remember communities of color battling the virus physically and economically. Remember women enduring domestic violence and seniors unable to hug their loved ones. Remember those in poverty whose state of well-being goes from bad to worse. Let us pray that those who suffer will be raised up so that they might boast. 

I thank God for my conversation last weekend with the women who unknowingly humbled me, reminding me that I am rich, and I must boast when I am brought low. When I am low, I must boast when I am raised up. As hard as this pandemic and racially divisive time in our history, I am blessed. I will praise God.

Question: A vaccine for COVID-19

All we hear these days is that there is a vaccine coming for the novel coronavirus. I think it’s wonderful and necessary for scientists to be working on a vaccine, but rushing the process could prove dangerous for the next generation.

It takes years to create vaccines, 10-15 years on average (https://www.ifpma.org/wp-content/uploads/2019/07/IFPMA-ComplexJourney-2019_FINAL.pdf). The standard procedure requires years to study their effects in the lab before even moving trials to humans. We are planning on having a vaccine for a virus that is not yet a year old, and we are trying it first on the most vulnerable in our society. Does that seem like a good idea?

Seniors, people of color, the economically poor, and those with preexisting conditions will be first to get the vaccine. Are these people in the clinical trials? An article from UC Health stated that some vulnerable populations will be in their trials, which I am thankful for (https://www.uchealth.com/press-releases/clinical-trial-for-covid-19-vaccine/). But how extensive will trials be before subjecting these populations to the vaccine?

I believe I am more skeptical because of the Tuskegee Study. In the years between 1932 and the early 1970s, African American males were placed in a study to track the long-term effects of syphilis in the body (https://www.cdc.gov/tuskegee/index.html). The problem with the study was that the men did not know that they were being used in the experiment. They were simply lab rats for the United States public health system. Most participants—individuals from an already oppressed and marginalized population—were exploited until their death with only the promise of free medical appointments and meals.

When we rush, we often make major mistakes even when our intentions are good. And we often look to those most vulnerable to carry the risk. As much as we want an answer to COVID-19 and to get back to our lives as usual, the most defenseless in our population should not be the first to test the vaccine on a large scale. The most vulnerable should remain in isolation as much as they can, as we all practice social distancing, wear masks, and maintain the social bubbles of those at risk. We should prepare safe spaces for them to gather and navigate our society. They deserve that kind of care.

Each of us should be prepared to do our part in the years before widespread inoculation to COVID-19. If wearing masks and social distancing helps slow the virus (whose lasting effects we have yet to learn), would it not be safer for all to continue these practices? Consider your loved ones. Consider the next generation. What if this vaccine works in the short run but over time causes other health issues? We need to not push for a vaccine fast, but a vaccine that will tackle this and many other coronaviruses if possible. 

Some people are willing to be the subjects of vaccine testing. I thank God for those who risk their health as an act of service to humankind, for the betterment of all. But a human subject of such an experiment should be fully aware of one’s choice and reasoning for doing so. No one should do this out of fear or ignorance. We will need people from all walks of life to help ensure that our world is better prepared for the next pandemic, but they should do so only in freedom and through well-informed decisions. The vulnerable must be protected and treated with the dignity they deserve.

Ponder: I am starting to breathe

The past month has been a terror for my spirit. I have tried to write this blog for over a month now. Every attempt was stopped by another issue. I first wrote about human trafficking and the concern for women and children in our country. Then the Varsity Blues scandal, with actor Lori Loughlin and her husband plea bargaining for 2 months in jail, after defrauding a university of a half a million dollars which sparked my anger over privilege and our justice system. As I was ready to release the blog again, I saw the news of George Floyd being choked to death and my spirit and will to fight left.

I felt like I could not keep up with the world around me. My thoughts and actions were moving too slow. I felt hopeless and physically drained. All of these new emotions were coming on top of the loneliness and isolation of our stay at home orders and the concern for a virus that was taking out people of color and our seniors at an alarming rate.

Today, I am starting to breathe. I feel like my mind is clearing up and my thoughts are taking shape. We have a lot of work to do in this country. I am thankful for the energy and vision of the younger generation. I believe they will change the way this country operates. I believe they will chart a new path forward.

So where do we go from here now that we can take a deep breath?

I am excited about the concept of defunding police departments. I know we need a police force, but I am excited about the conversation centered around what an effective police force might look like, if we train them to be “peace officers.” If you are willing to join me for a virtual Coffee & Conversation on this subject, please click here and fill out the form to register. The Coffee & Conversation will be Tuesday, June 16, 3pm EST.

Coffee & Conversation: Creating Peace Officers

  • Defunding police departments
  • History of police and Black community
  • Demilitarizing community police offices
  • Creating peace officers – steps to changing the culture of how we protect ourselves

Remember we are not professionals, but we have thoughts and hopes. Coffee & Conversation is a safe space for women to ask questions and share ideas. When we listen to one another, we create a space where we can process our own ideas and begin to work together to affect real change.

Ponder: The Handmaids Tale and COVID-19

I was not sure which word to use for this post, celebrate, ponder, question or affirm because either of them would work.

Have you read (or watched the series) the Handmaid’s Tale, by Margaret Atwood? This book and series challenge your mind to consider, could this happen? And then, remind yourself that similar events in our history have happened. Rhoda Keener suggested I read this book a few months ago and I did. I struggled with it mostly because even though I understood what was happening to the women it seemed futurist. No real threat for me personally, and then COVID-19.

I have so much to talk about that this simple blog post would never have the space to address. But two things are pressing in my mind. How close are we to losing all of our freedoms? And what happens to our sisterhood when constant trauma and isolation are a daily part of our lives?

First, our freedoms. Many people would say, something like this will never happen but I am not sure about that. In the book, the heroine talks about the fact that we gave up more and more of our liberties until it was easy for the government (or new regime) to simply take the rest. In the book all the women find without warning that all their money had been taken from them and given to their husbands or their closest male relative. Women were no longer allowed to own property; all their resources had been stripped. This concerns me because our government was able to simply drop $1200 in our bank accounts. If they can put money in, then they can take money out. What liberties have we already given up? Consider because of COVID-19, entire cities came to a complete halt. We were told to go inside and stay off the roads and within days, we did.

Now I know many people will say, but that was because of a virus that has killed and will likely kill more people if we do not. I agree and feel like staying home is the right choice in this current crisis. But what else is this moment informing others about us? And how will that knowledge be used in the future?

Second, to what extent our we as women willing to save ourselves over the life of another? In the Handmaids Tale, women are pitted against each other in ever aspect of their lives. The Handmaids do not trust other handmaids. They are forced to degrade and belittle one another. They are not sure if the other woman is a spy who will turn her in if she speaks negatively about the new world order. The barren wives are forced to participate in the rape of the handmaids by their husband which in turns causes her to hate the handmaid. Even women in power, who could put a stop to the entire practice of enslaving women for a prescribed ideology, do not because of their own fears of a world without new life which comes in the form of a child.

How far will you go to protect the human species? We have countless examples throughout history of leaders and regimes going to unprecedented lengths to advance their cause, beliefs and even more scary their own people. And it often starts with the idea that the other is threating their way of life and or what God has ordained.

So, I am looking for women to join me in a conversation. Coffee and Conversation is one of the ways MW USA has invited women into gather with other women to discuss issues facing our families and communities. But because of COVID-19 we are not able to gather in person, so MW USA would like to visit with you virtually. If you are interested in joining me and other women to talk about The Handmaids Tale and how it relates to women today, please reply to this post. You will be sent a personal invite for the Coffee and Conversation.

Or if your women’s group would like to host a Coffee and Conversation with me please contact our office to schedule a time.

Question: Equity

  • Current U.S. debt is $22 trillion, the highest it has ever been (Pew Research Center, 2019).
  • The U.S. Internal Revenue Service collected nearly $3.5 trillion in 2018 (IRS, 2020).
  • The current U.S. spending plan is $4.8 trillion in 2021 (govinfo.gov, 2020).

Reading this information about our government income and spending, I am confounded. Can someone please tell me how and where we will get one trillion dollars to pass out to families during this Covid-19 crisis? And, if we can manage to obtain an extra trillion dollars, why haven’t we used it to support the poor and disadvantaged before now?

Long before Covid-19 entered our vocabulary, our country has been in dire circumstances meriting crisis management. Consider just a bit of the evidence:

  • The housing market in many cities has priced its citizens out of basic shelter. More than half a million people in the U.S. are homeless (Council of Economic Advisers, 2019).
  • Our public-school systems are failing at an alarming rate. Many of our public-school teachers work in dangerous conditions, with large class numbers and outdated facilities and materials.
  • Many Americans cannot afford proper healthcare. Our hospitals and clinic are not equipped for national health emergencies.
  • Our society imprisons more people than any other country. Many investigations reveal appalling conditions in both federal and state prisons.
  • After China, the U.S. pollutes more than any other country in the world (epa.gov). We are not moving fast enough to address climate change.

Our country struggles with all of these problems, and on top of that, we’re $22 trillion in debt. In 2019, our government spent $393.5 billion in paying interest (pewresearch.org). Imagine the good we could have done with those billions!

As Covid-19 is proving, we are fully capable of making dramatic changes to our way of life. It’s not that we can’t fix our national debt and social problems; it’s that we choose not to. We could provide jobs that stimulate our economy. We could provide better educational and healthcare systems. But we don’t do it because our country’s influencers have other priorities.

We are talking these days about flattening the Covid-19 curve by changing our habits and controlling our behaviors. The deadlier virus in America is wealth inequality. Now is the time to flatten that curve, especially now that we see how our society can make drastic changes when we put our mind to it.

We all have time on our hands as we work to flatten the Covid-19 curve; consider spending some of that time figuring out ways our nation can flatten the wealth inequality curve. I’d recommend the following books, among others:

  • The Problem of Wealth: A Christian Response to a Culture of Affluence, by Elizabeth Hinson-Hasty
  • Decolonizing Wealth: Indigenous Wisdom to Heal Divides and Restore Balance, by Edgar Villanueva
  • Winners Take All: The Elite Charade of Changing the World, by Anand Giridharadas
  • Doing Christian Ethics from the Margins, by Miguel A. De La Torre

Send me a note if you know of reading material or a podcast that would help us to flatten the economic curve. I’ll do my best to share your suggestions with women across the nation.

We change our world by speaking truth to power and challenging each other to read and study our nation’s pressing issues for ourselves. We need to stop listening to pundits paid to give a slant and ask God for discerning hearts and minds. We need to pray for the strength to act.

Celebrate: Becoming – Middle C

Like many of you, I have a stack of books that I either must read or want to read. So, I was glad when Michelle Obama’s Becoming finally made it to the top of my stack. If I’d known how good it is, I would have put it higher in the pile a long time ago!

I came to feel like I knew and loved Michelle Obama years ago, and reading her book Becoming made everything I knew about her come alive. Michelle is exactly the person I imagined her to be, and I’m glad to rest happily in my knowledge of her beautiful, genuine persona!

I believe that everyone—especially young parents—should read Becoming. It’s enlightening to learn how Michelle’s parents raised their children with great thoughtfulness, providing ample space for each child to live into exactly who God created them to be. Parents far too often raise children with a plan for who we want or think they should become—and we end up stifling their spirits or over-inflating their egos. Many families could be transformed by following Michelle’s parents’ thoughtful, calm parenting.

The story that most resonated with me in Becoming was about Michelle finding Middle C on the piano. In her first lessons with her great-aunt, Michelle was clever enough to find Middle C intuitively. She easily deduced that the key in the middle of the keyboard, chipped and most worn, must be Middle C. Her correct calculation supported her confidence that she could do anything.

But then came a recital organized by her aunt Robbie in downtown Chicago. Confused and bewildered by the whole affair, little Michelle sat down at the grand piano and could not find middle C on that perfect set of keys. In her moment of crisis, the very person she thought was her nemesis came to the rescue: her great-aunt Robbie. Without embarrassing or publicly correcting her, Aunt Robbie simply pointed to middle C and gracefully left Michelle to play.

Wise and experienced, a teacher of many, Michelle’s Aunt Robbie had likely seen many little people stumble at this stage in their lives. By organizing the formal recital, Robbie gently introduced her pupils to the bigger world and asked them to prove themselves—all the while standing by with love and support. Robbie taught Michelle invaluable lessons that would prepare her for the world to come.

Michelle’s story about finding Middle C speaks to so much of what children of color and poor children experience and most desperately need. Underprivileged kids learn to adapt to their environments and work with what they are given. Assuming that their environment reflects the universe, some even thrive. Yes, they have glimpses into lifestyles and worlds outside of their own, but young minds don’t give much thought to how such foreign places connect to their lives. Their skills and intellect in their little worlds embolden them. But, when that world starts to open up and they realize they’ve been succeeding in a limited arena, their tender egos run great risk of irreparable damage. Michelle reminds us that many children navigating limited environments drop off any road to success at this point. They urgently need help navigating their expanding world.

Most anyone can find Middle C when their choices are limited. But, when faced with multiple black and white keys all in a row, we need more than quick deductive reasoning. We need allies familiar with the space, who have already figured out ways forward and are loving enough to help us get through too.

For all the Aunt Robbies—teachers, pastors, coaches, and parents—who provide others with invaluable opportunities and remain nearby with love and support, praise God for you. Mentors change the world.

As we celebrate this season of love, I encourage you to reach out to women who guided you along your journey. If those who come to mind have passed on, send a simple prayer thanking God for their presence in your life—and for the preparation that they are likely doing for you in the world to come.

With love: to Granny, Moma Mert, Mrs. Jordan, Ms. Briggs, Bonnie, Ivorie, Mertis, Norma, and my Martha.

Question: The Fog

Recreational marijuana is now lawful in 33 U.S. states. Medical marijuana has been legal in most states for a number of years already, but the government has woken up to the tax benefits of legalizing it for recreational use.

For states in serious debt, such as Illinois and Michigan, tax revenue from marijuana sales could not come at a better time. Authorized recreational cannabis sales began in Illinois on January 1, 2020. On that first day, revenue reached $3.2 million, and in a few weeks generated $19 million. In Illinois, the total state, city, and county taxes on weed sales will reach up to 41% of sales. That’s a lot of money.

In addition to the tax incentives of legalizing cannabis, recreational sales promise to benefit the limited number of business owners who have long planned for legalization, had their documentation in order, and secured a license. States only allow a certain number of vendors, so other entrepreneurs are out of luck.

Some say that another actor benefitting from the legalization of marijuana is law enforcement. Freed of the hassle of prosecuting minor cannabis offenses, authorities can concentrate on more serious criminal activities. Fewer individuals will be arrested and sent to prison for minor crimes, and the problem of mass incarceration will be alleviated.

Legalizing marijuana probably has its benefits—but what about its human cost? History shows us that we rarely look at the human toll of such actions until it’s too late (e.g., the legal but unprincipled over-prescription of opioids in the past decades).

When it comes to the legalization of cannabis, I am seriously concerned about what I call “the Fog.” The Fog is the state of being experienced when a person uses marijuana. One’s physical and spiritual state becomes a haze. I liken it to the Peanuts cartoon character Pig-Pen—the little boy always dirty, with a plume of dust following him. I know people who have lived in the Fog for decades; they’re trapped in it. While they’ve lost their ability to see and smell it, marijuana smoke sticks on them, and others detect it even on their bags and clothes.

Cannabis use throughout the U.S. is rising, and the amount consumed by frequent users is also climbing. The most severe problem of the Fog, I believe, is lack of ability to thrive. It’s common to hear a person say, “I’ve been smoking marijuana since the ’60s, and I am fine. I go to work, I have a home, and my children are fine.” This may be true, but both times and the drug have changed. Levels of THC, the psychoactive substance in marijuana, are many times higher in products sold today. Marijuana sold before the ’90s has less than 2% THC levels. The plant has been modified, and these days, the THC content of most popular strains ranges between 15% and 30%.

Marijuana users manage life in the Fog through habit. They don’t like doing much out of the ordinary because it’s too hard to navigate the Fog in strange places. Smoking first thing in the morning and/or in the evening after work, they memorize routes in their homes until they can navigate without bumping into things. They do not like objects to move. They live in a routine: get up, go to work, pick up kids, get to that evening meeting or activity, back home to dinner, shower, and bed. Start all over the next day. They’ve got things under control.

My concerns are mostly for the everyday person earning less than $75,000 per year, living in a modest home, and working full time to make ends meet. The person’s dreams stall, and they lag behind their peers enough to feel sad and discontent. They attribute their lag to issues such as lack of support, children’s needs, workload, other life stressors that marijuana helps them get through. Yet they’ll never make it through. Instead, they see the years go by in that same state of life, enduring the same stressors and smoking marijuana to cope.

The Fog is a problem that’s only going to get worse. Those urging rapid legalization and marketing aren’t being honest with consumers about the dangers of the Fog because it doesn’t help their cause. Users themselves can’t see the hazards of the Fog because their awareness has been dulled.

What is to become of children growing up in the Fog? With the legalization of marijuana, I believe that we all have increased responsibility for the well being of children in our communities. We need to act now, or society will pay a steep price for our negligence. 

I advocate for a multifaceted approach to incorporating the inevitable, new social norm of cannabis consumption into our society. We should adopt a curriculum promoting drug-free lives in our elementary, middle, and high schools. Parents who smoke weed should be convinced of the value of creating Fog-free spaces in their homes. We must offer affordable mental health care; with all the new tax revenue generated through cannabis sales, states have no excuse. And, the media must share widely a constant conversation with mental health professionals about cannabis and its health consequences.

Marijuana legalization, promotion, and consumption are daunting issues. What can we do right now? We can have honest conversations with our families and communities that question the Fog and shine the light of real examination into its haze. We can pray for today’s children as they face the Fog—a presence that will affect their generation throughout their lives.