I hung out with my fraternity brothers last night at the Northland Skating Rink in Detroit. First time I've been there in approximately 20 years at least. I never learned to skate backward much less two-step with a partner, but I loved being there and talking to people I haven't seen in bleems. Whereas before I would've caught most of the people I wanted to see at the club, now I'm finding that I'm increasingly turning to the playdate as a way to catch up when I'm back in the city. I've pretty much got a gang of kids (the Spence motto? "This is a gang...and I'm in it.") and while I've got a class inflected bias against Jack and Jill I'm all for getting my kids together with folks of like mind, whatever the level of attainment.
I didn't get much sleep last night for a number of reasons, but while browsing I found this. I appeared on C-Span this week and among the well wishers was Lawrence Ross and Stephen Carter. Prof. Carter's wife Enola Aird started the Motherhood Project. Her question is a central one, not just for black families but for Americans in general. What would our society look like if mothers were truly valued?
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