Marvel’s Cloak & Dagger Is the Perfect Show for Resisters

Keeping Hope Alive

Resisting is EXHAUSTING. Calling out our president’s constant lies and hate-mongering, and trying desperately to protect those abused and traumatized by his policies, have been so wearying to our souls.

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We’re also getting our steps in!

That’s why we need hopeful stories as much as ever right now. Stories – in film, TV, books, theater, dance, or some other form – have a profound ability to comfort, encourage, and inspire. They can lift our hearts and sustain our motivation during hard times, like this Trumpian dark age, which has sucked so much life out of so many of us.

I sometimes find hope in true stories. But I’m also renewed by fictional tales, especially those set in superhero, sci-fi, and fantasy worlds. Those genres don’t suit all tastes, I know. Yet even if you’re not a nerd, if you are a fellow Trump resister, I believe there’s no better story to sustain your activist spirit than Marvel’s new TV superhero series on Freeform, Cloak & Dagger.

It certainly has refreshed me. So seriously, binge it now before the next episode comes out this week! But if you remain unconvinced, read on!

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God Bless America, Even Now

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The Trump Hotel in Tornillo, Texas. Just for kids, how fun! (Photo: Reuters)

Anyone else feeling a bit less gung-ho about our country these days? News of 4100 kids ripped from their parents’ arms, in our name and using our tax dollars, can have that effect.

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This Administration Lies in Jesus’ Name

From the D.C. Families Belong Together march. (Photo: Holly Chuang)

Allow me to put my four-year master’s degree in theology and my twelve-plus years of full-time pastoral service to some use.

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Once Upon a Time, the Wall Was for Me

As a means of crying for my beloved country, I posted these images on social media earlier this week. The response has been heartfelt. I share the pictures here in the hope that they’re useful to you as well.

I was in the 7th grade when I first learned of the Chinese Exclusion Act, signed by President Arthur in 1882 and augmented by subsequent laws. I didn’t even learn about it from my history textbook or my teacher; it was something my group project team unearthed digging through library books.

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My Family’s Refugee Story

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This is the first in a series of four photos by award-winning Getty Images photographer John Moore. Here, a Honduran mother seeking asylum nurses her toddler just inside the Texas border. They’ve been traveling for about a month, she tells Moore.

Yesterday, we marked World Refugee Day, and we did so under surreal circumstances. The uproar over the current administration’s policy of forcibly taking migrant children from the arms of their parents and sending them en masse to shelters far away continued to burn, despite the president’s signing an executive order supposedly stopping the practice. The same day, the administration’s Secretary of State praised the “strength, courage, and resilience” of refugees.

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O Brothers and Sisters, Where Art Thou?

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Back when “King James” had nothing to do with LeBron James.

Beginnings

I still have my very first Bible. I was five years old when it first overwhelmed my small hands – a heavy, black hardcover edition of the King James Version with “Holy Bible” stamped in golden, old English lettering on the front.

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Friends and Fellow Americans, Lend Me Your Ears

Content Warning: Quotations of very strong, abusive language.

That Escalated Quickly

It began with a single phone call this past June to New York City’s famed Public Theater:

Tell that fucking bitch to get out of my country. I think it’s absolutely disgraceful what you guys are doing. You all are fucked up!

More such calls followed, sporadically at first, then with increasing frequency until they became a raging torrent. Within hours, the Public’s ticket office was completely overwhelmed by thousands of abusive calls, all responses to reports that the company’s Shakespeare in the Park production of Julius Caesar showed Donald Trump being stabbed to death. A small group of ticket operators handled the complaints, daily enduring hours of verbal and emotional abuse in the process.

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