As we inch closer to October 7, this is a reminder to not allow genocide to become normalized.
We should not be able to measure genocides in years because they are not measured by time but by lives and deaths, by indescribable suffering, by unspeakable loss.
When Bisan tells us what day it is and that she is still alive, we must remember how much life happens in a day. How many sips of water do you take in a day? How many bites of food? How many hours do you get to sleep?
So much happens in a day when we move through life, and so much more happens in a day when there is no water, no food, no supplies, no relief, no shelter, no quiet, no medicine when your movements are restricted, and when you are being surveilled.
When we think, for instance, about the impacts of the genocide of Indigenous people in Turtle Island, we tend to be told it was hundreds of years ago, but all of it still is. It still is.
When we witness the repercussions of enslavement, it is crystal clear how that is not the past, it is now. And the generational impacts of genocide on the minds, bodies, hearts, and spirits are right here still.
One day is already too many lives.
There is no world we can allow that allows ableism, anti-Blackness, anti-Indigeneity, land theft, colonization, trans hatred, misogyny, or genocide.
There is no world we can allow that allows genocide.
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