San Diego CityBeat - Backwards & in High Heels <![CDATA[How to be an interrupter - A white person’s guide to activism]]> Dead is final. And Sandra Bland is dead. The 28-year-old black activist was driving to her new job in Texas on July 10 when she was stopped by police for changing lanes without indicating.]]> <![CDATA[Joy mixed with pain - Equality and funerals are the stories of the day]]> Like so many other commuters last Friday morning, I navigated my way toward work barely able to see the road through the rush of my tears.]]> <![CDATA[Opt out, tune in - School of life teaches more than standardized tests]]>  L ast week was the first of two at my daughter’s school during which the new Smarter Balanced Assessments would be administered each day from 9 a.m. until 12:30 p.m. At the exact time most of ]]> <![CDATA[About that drought data… - Working stiffs reduce, the rich get the rebates ]]> Depending on which of the plentiful news articles you’re currently reading about the California drought, San Diegans have either been really great at conserving water or not so great at conserving water. ]]> <![CDATA[The renovation will not be on HGTV - A kitchen re-do can be emotionally exhausting]]> It was sometime during the early- to mid-’80s when my mother took our kitchen down to the studs. I was between the ages of 12 and door-slamming angst, which, come to think of it, may or may not be all that temperamentally different than the me of today. ]]> <![CDATA[Bail setting is racially imbalanced - Baltimore kid goes to jail as an example to would-be rioters]]> Allen Bullock had been sleeping in jail for more than a week, and not too many people seemed appropriately pissed off about it. In fact, most people I talk to about him just stand silently, blinking, blinking. ]]> <![CDATA[Resistance to mandated school tests grows - More than triple the number of kids opted out of federal exams ]]> I prepped my fourth-grader this past Sunday for her return to school following a month of unencumbered childhood, more widely known as spring break. ]]> <![CDATA[The fairy tale of officer friendly - Just walking while black is still perceived as a crime in San Diego]]> Two days after the captured-on-video murder of unarmed black man Walter Scott by white South Carolina police officer Michael Slager, my friend’s black teenaged son dared to walk through his Scripps Ranch neighborhood. The nerve.]]> <![CDATA[A smorgasbord of news topics - Punk pilots, Chargers chumps and slut-shaming Monica Lewinsky]]> Being trapped in the land of So Many Topics to Choose From, I’m compelled to weigh in on as many as will fit on this page. Prepare for the smorgasbord I’m going to lay before you. ]]> <![CDATA[Smarter Balanced Assessments are around the corner - In favor of opting out of the test]]> The only thing obstructing my view of the end of my daughter’s fourth-grade year is the ugly last third of it. I say "ugly" because what comes with the final excruciating months is the amplified prep for, and implementation of—wait for it—standardized testing.]]> <![CDATA[Times are a-changin’ - A big thank-you tucked between stories ]]> From the beginning, both D&K have been staunch and unapologetic supporters of my ideas and my writing, giving me full reign of the page. ]]> <![CDATA[Principals of civility - Taking a page from the U.S. Tennis Association handbook]]> In a burst of local activism at my daughter’s school last week, I asked a district hoity-toity some questions about an ongoing leadership vortex on campus. ]]> <![CDATA[The pitfalls of Tupperware - And the dangers of knock-off versions]]> My husband’s long-articulated worst nightmare became real last week when he bit down on a piece of smothered chicken he’d made the night before and thought he’d been stuck through the tongue with a bone. But it was no bone. It was a 2-inch-long vertical shard of glass that pierced the roof of his mouth and his tongue.]]> <![CDATA[Parenting the tween-ish kid - Where old and new territory collide]]> This summer, my daughter will turn 10 and will officially be a double-digit midget, as my mother used to call me once I’d aged into the tween years. Offensive, I know, but it was 1980. And it was my ]]> <![CDATA[Sandwiched: the glory of being a grown-up - Life in the middle between a dependent child and an aging parent]]> The Sunday before Christmas, while on my way to a holiday gathering with my husband and another couple, I received an email from my mother with an explosive subject line. "Emergency Room," it read.]]> <![CDATA[Shirley Owen and the urge to murder San Diegans - Visions of gun violence danced in her head]]> San Diego City Councilmember Lorie Zapf has a problem called “Shirley Owen,” which means—paging San Diego—we have a problem called “Lorie Zapf.”]]> <![CDATA[Ebony and ivory and harmony, oh my! - Stop pretending an interracial hug fixes injustice ]]> In the days between two grotesque and revealing grand-jury decisions not to indict the killers of two unarmed black men, a photo of a white policeman embracing a weeping black boy kept popping up in my Facebook feed.]]> <![CDATA[Self-medicating through trashy art - Taylor Swift and ‘The Good Wife’: just two of my guilty pleasures]]> Here’s the stone-cold truth: I’m into some superficial entertainment right now. Various news items engulf me like an avalanche: President Obama finding his immigration balls a month too late; frat boys across the country getting away with rape, ho hum.]]> <![CDATA[Going nuclear - An experiment in not exercising a hard-won fundamental right]]> On this most recent Election Day, the one that saw the U.S. Senate floor—and those of some governor’s mansions and local Podunk cubicles across the country—get scrubbed clean with the asses of Democrats, I did something that pissed off pretty much everyone I know, and a whole bunch of someones I don’t: I stayed home.]]> <![CDATA[Encinitas’ Prop. F and the dispensaries - Let’s move this time machine to 2014, shall we?]]> I don’t live anywhere near Encinitas. But a lovely, graceful, terrific writer friend of mine does, and, last week, she—a cancer survivor and user of medicinal marijuana herself—drafted a lovely, graceful, terrific letter to some local publications about Prop. F. More specifically, it was about her opposition to it.]]>