By Judith Plaskow.
I met Katie Cannon in the early 1980s in a small antiracism group sponsored by the stillborn Feminist Theological Institute in New York. My son was four or five at the time, and he told me one day that he thought someone was “ugly because she was black.” I was beside myself, and although I was aware that it was not a terribly productive way to talk to a five-year-old, I gave him a ten-minute lecture on the history of racism in the United States. I then brought my dismay and uncertainty about how to respond to our antiracism group.
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