My children are so close to the ground they can observe things I just walk by. They are constantly pointing out to me things they find beautiful in their tiny details. Admittedly I've trained them to be highly observant but they've outdone me in a short time.

To me what the author is discussing is the difference between the direction translation of the word, often taken as "compassion" vs. the intention to seek truth and deeply act upon it. What Jay Garfield (Smith College) referred to as "sloppy sympathy" is what I think the author here is referring to as moral incompetence.

These terms amongst hundreds of others build up a mental association between blackness and wrongness.

The word "black", just by itself - look a dictionary definition. In addition to the raw color is used to connote a sad event, anger, or just evil ("it was a black day", "full of anger or hatred", "very evil or wicked").

On the flipside white is used to connote purity and goodness. In the context of America we're talking about a country which favored bleached white foods to anything else for the same reason.

I just don't get how people can't see the harm that is accrued from not the single example but the hundreds collectively.

Also, for the record, I think changing the name of the project verges on absurd.

Paper can be edited, even after the point at which you given a carbon copy to a hospital, if you're friendly enough. This probably doesn't happen often or at all but there is a psychological safety there.

People make small mistakes all the time on the ambulance in the rush to get them to the ER. We live in an extremely litigious society.

Developments like Hudson Yards seem to be cargo culturing culture. If we build a public arts space, offices, restaurants, shops, and a playground then surely people will arrive, right?! Feels very weird.

The handball court looked, no joke, like a multiple murder scene. Dogs have 7 arteries iirc through their paws and so there was blood - everywhere.

I know this because I happened to have left work early and was eating dinner with my family nearby when my sister, away at work, gave me a frantic phone call that the walker called, freaking out, that her dog hurt himself and 911 refused to pick him up.

I ran to my car as far as I could, drove down to this park, wrapped up his paw, carried him into the car, and drove, breaking every light to the animal hospital. Along the way NYPD pulled me over and upon finding out what was going on, proceeded to escort us to the hospital, clearing the way (shout out to the 88th).

If I wasn't home, I'm not sure her dog would have lived. He needed several days in the hospital, blood transfusions and minor surgery. The walker could not have handled it poorer, he was hyperventiliating, completely freaking out, and couldn't get control of himself. I was nice to him, gave him water, calmed him down, but jeez he was a mess. No training, no proper incident response.

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