This was foreign territory for me. The West Coast of South Africa was about as far as you could get from where I grew up. Yet here, I found displacement.
There is no shortage of criticism for young Americans who come to Africa to work for well-meaning NGOs or take life-changing selfies with African children.
Violence against black bodies. Police Brutality. The criminalization of the poor. All incarnations of structural violence that know no national boundary.
Do you feel caught by endless comparisons to folks who articulate problems and solutions better than you ever believed you could?