Tag Poverty
Cityhall meets another teen-involved south-side shooting with a symphony of crickets. I don’t really care, anymore, who sits in elected chairs anymore. They’re all the same. Money. Power. Extension of self. Those are the three guiding principles of our local… Continue Reading →
I failed him. No excuse. i’m a substance abuse counselor, licensed to work in schools and I did nothing to prevent his murder. Maybe if I were in the schools I could have reached at least one of the kids… Continue Reading →
Santa Fe is better than this. Violence has claimed the lives of three young people under 18 within the last few weeks (one was a prominent basketball player). Two within the City’s southside. We are failing our young people and… Continue Reading →
There’s a societal wall that keeps day to day life functional. On one side of the wall are people who suffer with poverty, illness, addictions and other forms of socio-cultural trauma. On the other side of the wall are those… Continue Reading →
There seems to be a common perception that there’s reason to argue about “nature vs. nurture.” There isn’t. Neither genetics nor environment play a bigger role in human development. The reality that modern research is presenting is that the argument… Continue Reading →
It’s easy to become complacent and think that our actions make no difference in the world. Like most people, I can get loaded with apathy and fail to fight forward for the causes in which I believe. But then, life… Continue Reading →
Mayor Webber and Councilor Roman Abeyta are championing a South-Side Teen Center in Santa Fe. To me, this is a visionary project that will positively impact a marginalized sector of my historic city. This teen center is something that all… Continue Reading →
The gods must have been twiddling their thumbs when they allowed me to emerge into a circumstance that should have killed me, as it has so many of my homeboys. At least those bored gods in the universe armed me… Continue Reading →
It feels like, sometimes, that he more I learn, the less I understand. I can’t for the life of me understand why people in general don’t want to do more to make this world a better place. While I get… Continue Reading →
It feels like, sometimes, that he more I learn, the less I understand. I can’t for the life of me understand why people in general don’t want to do more to make this world a better place. While I get… Continue Reading →
