I worked a deferred action clinic today. (Deferred Action is a type of relief available to youth (typically DREAMers) that Obama passed through executive order.)
I realized that victories sometimes have to be incremental. And working with a 17 year old Honduran kid to help them understand Deferred Action and qualify to work and stay in the country can be a major victory. And this is good work that needs to be done.
However, I’ve come to feel that I don’t want to spend my life cutting and trimming the limbs of the tree of injustice. I’d much rather be pulling out the whole fucking tree. I need to learn how to reconcile this desire with my reality.
While maintaining my health and sanity.