After the last few days of widespread, sometimes violent, protests about the George Floyd killing and the economic devastation brought on by Covid-19, I tried to find a couple of recent photographs that might sum up my current feelings. Here they are.
I have no idea what he meant by that. He was struggling with his words making less and less sense.
These kind of photographs bother me but I’m drawn to them. Human tragedy is hard to ignore.
With the stock market going through the floor today and gun violence running rampant, it seems particularly appropriate that I ran across this down and out lady dressed in a US flag.
I apologize for being so cynical but the news of late is so damn awful. It’s too bad this nice street shot had to be given such a gloomy title but that’s just the way I currently feel.
Here I am in the richest nation on earth. In a city bustling with tourists, happy school kids and harried business people. As I walk to the subway I see this person sprawled on the grass in the shadow of the state capitol. It god damn breaks my heart! Why why why! Of course there are a million reasons but for now all I can see is the fly on his foot.
Living in Boston as I do, it is not at all unusual to see folks who are having a difficult time getting by. I regularly tell myself that taking pictures of them is kind of unfair. And in a way it is.
Showing off other people’s misery can be thought of as cruel. But on the other hand, it’s a part of life that we, way too often, choose to ignore. In this vastly unequal economy that we now live in, not seeing other people’s plight is also cruel.