My bride thinks me obsessed with death as she wanders in and out of my multitasking, with the computer on the day's Americans For The Arts Advocacy Summit, my cellphone scanning its Agenda Book for the slides being presented, and our TV broadcasts the day's testimony from the trial of George Floyd's public executioner.
And while it sickens me to watch three men kneel on a civilian until his lungs can no longer exchange oxygen for carbon monoxide, and then for three minutes longer (even making the arriving medic reach for a carotid pulse around Chauvin's knee still driving into George's neck with such force his foot is off the ground.
My bride thinks me obsessed with death as she wanders in and out of my multitasking, with the computer on the day's Americans For The Arts Advocacy Summit, my cellphone scanning its Agenda Book for the slides being presented, and our TV broadcasts the day's testimony from the trial of George Floyd's public executioner.
And while it sickens me to watch three men kneel on a civilian until his lungs can no longer exchange oxygen for carbon monoxide, and then for three minutes longer (even making the arriving medic reach for a carotid pulse around Chauvin's knee still driving into George's neck with such force his foot is off the ground.
Because attention must be paid...