This is the world winter reveals, the past surfacing anew. At Hennepin and Lake, one of our deadliest intersections for people walking, there’s evidence of a different world, community streets and public transit. It’s no coincidence here that white Minneapolitans have managed to both thoroughly cede our public space to Exxon and Ford and, in our social space, exacerbate racial inequity.
Our collective brokenness is not inevitable, it is not external to us. We write our future in every choice we make, in every street we rebuild, in every step we take, in every story we share.