Today, I can write that Heather’s Heyer’s assailant, James Field Jr., is a murderer. Many had thought it, people had tweeted it, but now it’s official. At age 21, he will be sentenced as any murderer should.
In Trump’s long tunnel of madness, Charlottesville is but a speck in the rearview mirror. But many will recall the incident—the pain, the anger, the sudden sense of helplessness and loss that will not soon be forgotten. Still, some may argue that as Canadian living thousands of miles away, I’m on the fringe. No, I didn’t know Heather Heyer, but both our nations appreciate the stand she took, and the ultimate price that she paid. Continue reading “Opinion | Heather Heyer and the price of justice”
When my father proposed to my mother, he did so on one knee. The Knighthood ceremony requires the candidate to take one knee before the Queen. When we bend down to speak to a small child, we often do so on one knee. I don’t know why Donald Trump hates one knee so much, but for the simple fact it challenges him— everything he is and ever wanted to become.
