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Hedges: The Disappearance of Meghan Marohn

There is a national epidemic of missing girls and women. This is the story of a friend who has become one of these grim statistics.

By Chris Hedges / Special to ScheerPost

There is a national epidemic of missing girls and women. This is the story of a friend who has become one of these grim statistics.

A few days before Meghan Marohn, a 42-year-old English teacher at Shaker High School in Latham, New York, disappeared, she confided to friends that she had gone into hiding to escape from a man who had “brutally harassed and intimidated me because I wouldn’t sleep with him.” She said she was too afraid to stay at home, especially when she saw him drive by her house. She was granted a leave from teaching and camped out at The Red Lion Inn in Stockbridge, Massachusetts. She was last seen on March 27. It was cold, snowy, and windy.

Her black Subaru was found at a trailhead on Church Street in South Lee at the 46-acre Janet Longcope Park about two miles from the inn. Her car was unlocked. The car keys, the hotel key, her daily diary, her good luck stuffed animal Bun, her computer, her wallet, the book she was reading, The Willoughbys by Lois Lowry, and cell phone were missing. The last ping from her cell phone did not come from the loop trail in the park, but in a rural residential area across the road. Police combed the park and surrounding area. Nothing. It has been nearly fourteen weeks.

Was Meghan murdered? Was she abducted and taken somewhere? Did she go underground? Did she walk into the nearby Housatonic River with stones in her pockets to drown herself the way Virginia Woolf, whom she idolized and who was a victim of sexual abuse, did on March 28, 1941, in the River Ouse? Meghan, a poet and gifted writer, was a voracious reader. She would have been aware of the date of Woolf’s suicide which so eerily coincides with her disappearance. But, being a writer, as well as deeply empathetic, it is doubtful she would have killed herself without leaving a note.

All of this is speculation. What is not speculation is that, like many girls and women, she feared for her life because of male violence. She would not have gone to the Red Lion Inn if she had not been afraid. If she were not afraid, she would, I expect, still be with us.

Over a quarter of a million girls and women go missing in the U.S. every year. Male-perpetrated violence, especially domestic violence, is intimately linked to missing girls and women. The FBI reports more than 80 percent of violent crimes are committed by men. That is 99.1 percent of rapes committed by men and 88.7 percent of murders and manslaughters committed by men.

Meghan was white and well-educated. She was loved and respected in her community. Her case was covered in the local press. But poor girls and women, especially of color, disappear in the U.S. without little investigation or public outcry. Some 40 percent of all girls and women reported missing are people of color – 100,000 out of 250,000 – although they are 16 percent of the population. In Montana, 26 percent of all missing person reports are Native girls and women who make up less than 7 percent of the state’s population. Few, outside the small circle of family and friends, care.

This epidemic of male violence against girls and women is not a law enforcement priority. It is also not, as it should be, part of our national discourse. But Meghan, whom I knew, like all these girls and women, should not be allowed to become statistics. Their stories, which include weeks, months and even years of abuse and sexual assault, lead to severe psychological and physical distress. Meghan, sadly, was hardly alone.

I met Meghan in September 2011 at the Occupy Wall Street encampment in Zuccotti Park. She was, at the time, teaching English at Chatham High School in New Jersey. She approached me in the park dressed in a wild cacophony of cast-off clothes – she only shopped at thrift stores – and a mass of thick red hair. She asked me to speak to her high school philosophy club. I don’t usually speak at high schools, but her passion, her persistence, her literacy and brilliance, and her devotion to her students led me to agree. She used the same powers of persuasion to get Cornel West to visit her students.

I often speak at The Sanctuary for Independent Media in Troy, a remarkable grassroots organization in an old church that runs a small radio station, community science lab, cultivates urban gardens, programs for inner-city youth, gives space to artists and has broadcast quality television equipment to record lectures and make documentaries. 

Not surprisingly, once she moved to Troy, Meghan gravitated to The Sanctuary. I would see her there. Steve Pierce and Branda Miller, who run The Sanctuary and who organize a vegan dinner before my talks, would invariably wrench me away from a heated discussion with Meghan about some poet or author to go into the sanctuary and give my lecture.

Meghan disliked Ernest Hemingway for his misogyny and cult of masculinity, which mar Hemingway’s work, but I admire Hemingway for his writing on war, which is some of the best anti-war literature of the 20th century, as well as for his lyricism and rhythm. This would have us throwing scenes from A Farewell to Arms, The Sun Also Rises and For Whom the Bell Tolls, as well as his short stories, back and forth. We agreed that Moby Dick, which we had each read multiple times, is the greatest American novel. Moby Dick always led us to trade effusive encomiums since, like the plays of William Shakespeare, Herman Melville delineates human nature, the repressive hierarchy of western society, the demented and doomed quests that seduce us, our commodification of nature and the moral neutrality of the universe. Melville lived for a time in Troy. His dilapidated house, rarely visited, is a museum Meghan arranged on one trip for me to tour.

She loved her students. She spoke about them constantly. Many were poor, some the victims of gun violence, which devastated Meghan. She could never come to grips with the cruelty of this world. She was of Irish descent. On the night before St. Patrick’s Day she would stay up late baking loaves of soda bread for her students. She took her students from New Jersey on long field trips in New York, for which they were required to bring their journals and write. She would have them visit the carousel in Central Park. In the final scene in The Catcher in the Rye Holden watches his little sister – Phoebe – go around and around on it, trying to catch the golden ring dangling from the dispenser. Her students would sit in front of the carousel and write their reflections on the book. She led her students up the metal ladders on the Rutherfurd Observatory on top of Pupin Hall at Columbia University in the rain, over the Brooklyn Bridge, to The Cathedral of St. John the Divine, the Gowanus Canal in Brooklyn and the Tenement Museum. She took them on edible food tours of Central Park and out at night to look through telescopes at the rings of Saturn. She was one of those unique, impassioned, endlessly curious and deeply caring teachers that transform young lives. In Troy, although chronically short of money, she could be found at the downtown diner at night feeding kids she mentored who came from low-income families.

Meghan would become hot with anger at the focus in schools on “vocational” texts, designed to teach students about the “real” world, by which school administrators meant the world of technology, business and careerism. This was not the real world to Meghan. How were her students to discover and speak about love if they did not read Anna Karenina, Pablo Neruda and Romeo and Juliet? How were they to understand war if they did not read All Quiet on the Western Front and Johnny Got His Gun? How were they to grasp the mechanics of tyranny if they did not read George Orwell, Aldous Huxley, and Mikhail Bulgakov? How were they to explore race if they did not read W.E.B Du Bois, James Baldwin and Toni Morrison? How were they to cope with the capacity of human evil if they did not read the literature of the Holocaust, which she taught to high school seniors? How were they to begin to process the inevitability of despair, disappointment, and death if they did not read Anton Chekhov, Emily Dickinson, and Sylvia Plath?

She gave too freely of herself. She was an easy mark for anyone with a sad story. She should have built better defensive walls. She was too good for this world, too trusting, too caring and too vulnerable. She paid for this by having her heart broken many times. She carried under her exuberance the weight of sadness that comes with loving without restraint. 

When Meghan’s brother Peter Naple went to collect Meghan’s things from her room at The Red Lion Inn, he found these books: Sing, Unburied, Sing by Jesmyn Ward, The Heights of Machu Picchu by Pablo Neruda, The Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley, Tripmaster Monkey by Maxine Hong Kingston, Howard’s End by E.M. Forster and Favorite Folk Tales from Around the World edited by Jane Yolen.

Part of Meghan’s charm was that she was quirky, in the way iconoclasts and artists are often quirky. It wasn’t only her clothes, which looked like they had been lifted out of the discount barrel of the thrift store, which they probably had, but her connection with a universe she believed was a living entity, one filled with mysterious spiritual forces. She adored Carl Sagan – she named her cat after him – and would remind her students, as Sagan said, that “we are made of star-stuff.” She often went on long walks in the woods, even in the rain. She would find strange fungi or go out on successive nights to watch the phases of the moon, sending pictures of these wonders, missed by so many in the hectic pace of daily life, to her friends. How could we ignore these miracles?

She was a local leader for Extinction Rebellion, which uses non-violent civil disobedience to halt our march towards mass extinction. She was in jail after an Extinction Rebellion protest in New York City when she got word that her mother, also a teacher, had suffered a brain aneurysm and was on life support. The loss of her mother only intensified her interest in the mystery of life and death. She haunted graveyards. Periodically the last text her mother sent to her would pop up on the screen in her Subaru. It read: “Mama 12:00 am. Meg – I l9ve you. There Are no guarantees in life. LBve for the moment now.”

Meghan was sure these intermittent messages had been sent by her mother’s spirit.

She would set up her typewriter at the Troy Flea market, along River Street during the Enchanted City festival, at Troy Night Out on the last Friday of every month or on Freedom Square with a sign that read: “Troy Poem Project.” She would coax a poem out of whomever sat next to her, typing it out on a piece of paper and then giving it to the newly minted poet. Or she would help children type letters to parents in prison.

Her brother Peter created a website, It has a message board for tips. But the case is growing cold. It has been a long time.

Meghan’s magnetism makes it hard to believe she is gone.

But is she? Isn’t it that we feel the overwhelming energy she dedicated to the good? The prophets remind us that love is the greatest force on earth, that by loving others, especially those who are neglected, lonely and abused, hope and light are not extinguished.

Meghan lived in the real world, the one many around her could not see. This was her curse, and her gift.

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Chris Hedges
Chris Hedges

Chris Hedges is a Pulitzer Prize–winning journalist who was a foreign correspondent for fifteen years for The New York Times, where he served as the Middle East Bureau Chief and Balkan Bureau Chief for the paper. He previously worked overseas for The Dallas Morning NewsThe Christian Science Monitor, and NPR. He is the host of show The Chris Hedges Report.


  1. Humanism is such a failure.

    How would children understand tyranny if they couldn’t read Orwell?

    My goodness. All American children are *dependent* upon a book to understand tyranny.

    Maybe this is why y’all/we always have tyranny. Because we are clueless. Tatanga Mani, a Stoney Nakoda First Nations leader, made the beautiful statement, “Civilized people depend too much on man-made printed pages.”

    That’s for sure.

    For the record, fairness is not exclusively a human understanding or value. Many, many other animals show fairness behaviors. Dogs display understanding of fairness, because wolves are really good at it. If we weren’t so clueless about Nature, which we see a nothing but a resource, not the “home” that it is, we would know that about the other animals in our world. Many of us could see it now if we weren’t so conditioned to think they are dumber than they are.

    While decrying the abuse of women by the men in this society, Hedges turns to the worship men (humanism) and their intellectualizing (insanity) for answers.

    I feel like such a poser and jerk criticizing Dr. Hedges at all. I’ve never achieved anything like he has. But his humanism, his inability to get beyond this culture, makes me crazier. His writing makes me think he has the blank spot in his mind where White people put indigenous people ; they’ve just been erased as relevant to anything.

    I used say that this erasure, this black hole of understanding of how most of humanity lived on this planet before we came along for more than 300,000 years, “makes me crazy.” Now I say that it makes me crazier.

    But I’m not as crazy as the people are who think they need a book to understand tyranny when most of their dogs know what it is.

    1. Actually, what I quoted wasn’t beautiful, but it was part of a beautiful statement about Nature’s “university.”

      Tatanga Mani said, “You know, if you take all your books, lay them out under the sun, and let the snow and rain and insects work on them for a while, there will be nothing left. But the Great Spirit has provided you and me with an opportunity for study in Nature’s university, the forests, the rivers, the mountains, and the animals which include us.”

      Lots of animals understand fairness. We would know that if we paid any attention to anything other than our SELVES.

      1. @Tupe, your comment is important and I think I see struggle in it, which is beautiful in and of itself. Human intellect has carried us beyond animal instincts and allows us to dream and create a more verdant and just world. We have failed. We need to find a balance between the intellect and the spirit that the West just does not seem capable of. while Mr. Hedges does support his arguments via his intellect (he frequently uses book references)I do think that he is one of the few public intellectuals who is grounded in a spiritual awareness that drives his writings.

    2. Okay so don’t read and continue to act like a fool. You’re only hurting / embarrassing yourself

  2. Wonderful woman, and Hedges touches on her life. Empath, she is, or was, and he spirit lives in Hedges’ words. This concept of goodness is deep in the DNA of women like Meghan. If we had a million women, Meghan’s for every Hillary, for every Powell or Soros or Biden or Trump or Blinken, we would be lifted high.

    She is deep into literature, and that is a fine thing, for sure. The comments about humanism fall short, of course, since we are all in the web of life, and we all must be part of a community looking to protect now and seven generations out — over 500 years out.

    Instead, we have haters, these people who can find fault in this Hedges’ piece because Hedges is not looking at the totality of life, of all life, of the wood wide web, or all those animals that do the work of cooperative existence.

    Dare to see people like Meghan as those who are part of the great transformation — open to love, caring, and deep regard for humanity. These people are many places, including First Nations water protectors, or just everyday biologists looking at rivers and salmon and that assault on brother species.

    This assault on child keepers, on the seed colletors, on the art creators, on the ones who nurture and grow families, is what defines humanity now, here in the Criminal Capitalist Junk Yard, and in other places where men are the cancer of the world, defiling women, children and ecosystems, the air, water, soil, the heart, the mind, the world.

    More than half of Native American women have been sexually assaulted, including over a third who have been raped during their lifetime — a rate of rape nearly 2.5 times higher than for white women, according to a 2016 National Institute of Justice study.

    I’ll take a million Meghans over a bunch of Scheer Post posters who will find fault here. Hedges is human, and his essays all have points of contention, but alas, as a writer, I know how difficult it is to write, understand audience and keep true to ourselves.

    1. “since we are all in the web of life, and we all must be part of a community looking to protect now and seven generations out — over 500 years out.”

      We don’t look out for future generations. We have failed on a cosmic scale at looking out for our own grandchildren, who are currently facing a short future that looks like The Road.

      Being in the web of life didn’t make our humanism any less delusional, but some people say that like just being alive and sucking air makes them an expert on biology. “We’re all part of the web of life . . .”

      Actually, we’re just all dependent upon it. Our lack of being “part” of it is why it’s dying. There is no “great transformation” taking place except the mass extinction event that is going to cause the end of civilization soon, and the end of humans not long thereafter, thank goodness.

      Our literature hasn’t done one thing except make us happy. But I get it. I love books and reading more than most. It keeps me from being bored. But . . . I don’t worship or idolize human creativity.

      We’re inspired, we think, from the pleasure we find in literature, not to mention all the relationships we get to experience when we share interests like literature, as Hedges describes. We confuse the manner and subject of relating for relating itself, and that’s not surprising in this society.

      What you really seem to be saying is how dare I suggest that Hedges or anyone could learn anything from Native American cultures if Native people have a higher rate of rape than White women do. Like there is no context to your statistic. Even though we EXTERMINATED millions of Native Americans nonstop for three centuries in one of the most depraved genocides in human history, reducing their populations by as much or even more than 98% to no more than 248,000 people, and stole their children until the freakin’ 1970s, as many as 83% of them in boarding schools until the 1960s, we sterilized women, we stole and sold their babies in adoption rings until 1977, whose people have been the poorest in our nation for more than a century . . . but . . . you fault THEM because they have a rate of rape twice that of White women.

      By the way, White women have 2.5 times the rate of rape of Asian/Pacific Islander women. Maybe we could get past the idolatry of and poetic waxing over Orwell, et al, and just ask the Asians and Pacific Islanders how to stop rape better, but I understand that it’s much more fun to get all excited and turned on by literature and human creativity and cultural navel gazing.

      If that’s your grounds for learning from other cultures, that their rates of crime have to be lower than ours, I think you have a serious logic problem. God knows the rate of rape for White women is high enough even without them going through ANYTHING like Native people have gone through in this country. On the contrary – White women got the land and the resources and the homes and all the things that Native women lost, and they still get raped at a rate higher than one in six women in their lifetime.

    2. Hedges is an elitist. I bet his friend who has tragically disappeared might think so, too, if she could read this. Anyone with any amount of empathy would never state that you must read certain books of the pmc to understand love, tyranny, war, etc. Tell that to someone in Afghanistan, Yemen, Ethiopia, wherever. It’s absolutely absurd. It’s laughable and elitist, and Hedges ruins this tribute with his class-based virtue-signalling bs. Am I “hateful” for bringing up the taboo subject of class among mostly affluent liberal readers? You wouldn’t have tolerated the existence of an extremely stratified society if your damn books were all that Hedges claims. Tell me about hatred, I feel it from those of your class every day.

      1. Thank you.

        Hedges wrote, “Meghan disliked Ernest Hemingway for his misogyny and cult of masculinity, which mar Hemingway’s work, but I admire Hemingway for his writing on war, which is some of the best anti-war literature of the 20th century, as well as for his lyricism and rhythm. ”

        Meghan disliked Hemingway for his misogyny and his cult of masculinity (redundant way of saying misogyny), but Hedges likes Hemingway’s anti-war writing and his lyricism and rhythm. That’s just too cool. Lyricism and rhythm 1, women 0. But it’s okay, because Hemingway had some of the “best” anti-war writing. If a man has any talent whatsoever, it’s not the most important thing that he devalues women as a class of humans.

        That’s pretty tone deaf when discussing a woman who was threatened, stalked and likely murdered by a man. I sure hope he didn’t tell Meghan that, that lyricism and rhythm are enough to make open contempt for women secondary in value in any writer’s work, but I get the bad feeling that he probably did.

    3. In “Writing the Truth: Five Difficulties”, Bertolt Brecht stated:
      “Nowadays, anyone who wishes to combat lies and ignorance and to write the truth must overcome at least five difficulties. He must have the courage to write the truth when truth is everywhere opposed; the keenness to recognize it, although it is everywhere concealed; the skill to manipulate it as a weapon; the judgment to select those in whose hands it will be effective; and the cunning to spread the truth among such persons. These are formidable problems for writers living under Fascism, but they exist also for those writers who have fled or been exiled; they exist even for writers in countries where civil liberty prevails.”

      1. Absolutely well stated.

        Here we are, in the USA, which has the bedrock of racism, eugenics, fascism, that creates a society that is in its own solitary confinement, with people who screw their neighbors and fellow citizens at work, and then want to huddle away from community in their backyard pools or fat ass RV’s.

        Truth. Or discussion. Or critical thinking! The white American is a hardened soul, and the hardened white American has seeded that into some others from other backgrounds and ethnicities. The streets are paved in knives, not gold.

        In 1995, Umberto Eco assessed that ‘Ur-Fascism derives from individual or social frustration. That is why one of the most typical features of the historical fascism was the appeal to a frustrated middle class, a class suffering from an economic crisis or feelings of political humiliation, and frightened by the pressure of lower social groups. In our time, when the old ‘proletarians’ are becoming petty bourgeois (and the lumpen are largely excluded from the political scene), the fascism of tomorrow will find its audience in this new majority.’

        Here, in podunk Oregon, the fascism is collective, at the State Level, oh, the State Level, man, is a den of rabid rats:

        Dr. Paul Thomas has filed a $35,000,000 lawsuit against the members of the Oregon Medical Board.

        Dr. Thomas wrote the book “The Vaccine-Friendly Plan” published in 2016. In 2019, the Oregon Medical Board asked Dr. Thomas to show that his vaccine-friendly plan was as safe as the CDC recommended schedule. In November 2020, Dr. Thomas published his peer- reviewed study showing that completely unvaccinated children were much healthier than vaccinated children. A few days later, the Oregon Medical Board issued an Order of Emergency Suspension of Dr. Thomas’ medical license, claiming that Dr. Thomas was a danger to the public.

        Dr. Thomas is not a danger to the public—Dr. Thomas’ scientific results are a danger to the Oregon Medical Board and their dogmatic adherence to the CDC recommended schedule.

        The facts are illuminating. In 1986 when the pharmaceutical companies were given absolute immunity from liability for childhood vaccines, kids were recommended to receive 11 shots. Today the CDC recommends 53 shots. In 1986, autism was virtually unknown. Today one in every forty-five children has an autism spectrum disorder. As described in Dr. Thomas’ book, more than 1,000 children born into Dr. Thomas’ practice followed Dr. Thomas’ vaccine- friendly plan—and none of them suffered from autism.

        Knowledge about the world is gained through the scientific method. Knowledge about childhood vaccines cannot progress when questioning the safety of the CDC recommendations is considered so dangerous that even venturing into the facts is too great a risk. Rather than welcome the new knowledge, Oregon Medical Board does not want parents to have access to information that contradicts their official narrative.

        The Oregon Medical Board had no justification for ordering an emergency suspension of Dr. Thomas’ medical license—and the Oregon Medical Board violated its own rules when it did so. The Oregon Medical Board’s behavior has been so egregious that it is the subject of an entire book: “The War on Informed Consent, The Persecution of Dr. Paul Thomas by the Oregon Medical Board,” by Jeremy R. Hammond.

        Dr. Thomas seeks justice for the damage done to him by the members of the Oregon Medical Board. Dr. Thomas owns Integrative Pediatrics in Portland, Oregon.

  3. I thought it was beautiful.

    As the systems fail and our society deteriorates toward collapse, more and more monsters will creep out of the dark places of the soul and inflict themselves on the world. Their numbers you will find are legion.

    You will find that common sense will soon be your best survival tool, as will situational awareness. If your not aware of what situational awareness is, read up on it because it can be your number one survival tool in the days ahead. Avoid trouble by spotting it before it starts….and going the other way…

    Just my two cents. Peace.

  4. Meg is a friend of mine from college, this is a beautiful article, but it hurts me that you write about her in the past tense.

    I refuse to give up on her, and I sincerely hope that you haven’t either.

    1. I’m not giving up either SarahBeth! I pray to God for her safe return often~her spirit remains always~
      Jeanine, friend & coworker

  5. Had she not identified the person who was stalking her? and has he been questioned as to his whereabouts? search for DNA in her car?

  6. A very beautiful and sad story about an obviously very beautiful and sad woman . I hope there might be a happy ending someday.

  7. Amazing the retrogrades here over at Sheared Off Post. Attack Hedges, again, for this piece, well, isn’t that arm-chair I-do-not-know-what.

    Some of us have to live in this real world and work with oppressive government agencies to band-aid the failing social work systems, the failing K12 systems, the failing community college systems.

    Heck, some of us have to self-censor just to make a point or two about “July 4th” in our small town newspapers.

    I’ve met Hedges, and talked with him. There is humanity in his presence. He is the real thing, and jumping down his throat because he uses books to make his intellectual and spiritual points, well, absolutely absurd.

    I have plenty of friends in Central America, in Indian Land, in Africa who read, and write, and read and work.

    Oh, we lazy elitests, according to the arm-chair wonders in these comments sections.

    I’ve never seen any of these intellectual powerhouses demonstrate their prowess in their own essays, own teachings, what have you.

    The closet fake left fascists abound over here at Sheared Off Post:

    In 1995, Umberto Eco assessed that “Ur-Fascism derives from individual or social frustration. That is why one of the most typical features of the historical fascism was the appeal to a frustrated middle class, a class suffering from an economic crisis or feelings of political humiliation, and frightened by the pressure of lower social groups. In our time, when the old ‘proletarians’ are becoming petty bourgeois (and the lumpen are largely excluded from the political scene), the fascism of tomorrow will find its audience in this new majority.”

    Ha. Alread have had some nasty emails and two phone calls just for this lighweight Op-ed I penned in our local rag.

  8. Gosh, Paul.

    Any man who looks a woman in the eye and tells her that Hemingway’s real war on women was tolerable or not important because he wrote great antiwar FICTION, has sent an unmistakable message that a four-year-old understands quite clearly, studies show. That man has said that devaluing and demeaning women and teaching others to devalue and demean women is just the collateral damage of men having everything they want, including all the books they like best.

    God knows there is so little lyrical rhythm in the world that we need all we can get, violence toward women be damned.

    I don’t know if you’re elitist or not, but I do know that you are abjectly ignorant of basic sociology and anti-racism and gender bias scholarship. I cannot recommend Robin DiAngelo’s critical racial & social justice education lecture on you tube enough. It’s only an hour, and it’s brilliant.

    What is not reality is thinking that students could never “discover” or “speak about” love if they didn’t have Shakespeare or Tolstoy (a great white man) to tell them how to do it. That’s what erudite American exceptionalism looks like. Ordinary bonding and jacking ourselves up over our specialness is a perennial best seller in the US, that’s for sure.

    1. You are arrogant and wrong, and, calling a part-time, working class (I wipe asses too for a living, as well as teaching classes, and, if you had the nanosecond depth to understand people, you might see me here:

      Again, you are not any part of a solution, Tupe, that I know of. But, denigrating Hedges, it’s now a second life occupation for Sheared Off Posters.

      All literature is important, more or less, and discussing Hemingway for this or that reason is fine, too. But in reality, there is so much literature outside the Western accepted take on things, that, I’ve had no problem teaching English-Lit-Writing classes without deploying Shakespeare or Faulkner or . . . .

      Then, you tell me, or recommend, DiAngelo? Bizarre. I am revolutionary, Tupe, and, way past this late in the game nonsense. Whites are racist, deadly so. Even the Chronical for Higher Ed shows recent resignations by BIPOC from vaunted institutions demonstrates how dead academe is.

      Not that well written, but not much is in the world of Academics:

      THen, this, just a slab of reality, quoting, Barber:

      Whatever may have been her intentions, Robin DiAngelo’s White Fragility is only of very limited value in helping us understand racism and actually conceals and defends our American white supremacist system of capitalism. Even a casual look at White Fragility demonstrates this. DiAngelo’s final chapter, “Where Do We Go From Here,” – her prescription for well-meaning whites – deals exclusively with inter-racial relations at the level of individuals, and not at all with challenging our white supremacist socio-economic structure. We can be nice and understanding and empathetic to black people and, especially, self-aware of our own white privilege, while the white supremacist structures of American society – housing, health care, education, jobs, policing – continue to keep black people down. DiAngelo is a white liberal and, consciously or subconsciously, she posits a comfortable anti-racism, a kinder and gentler racism, leaving intact the white supremacist socio-economic order in which white “safety” lies.

      Behind her failure to deal with America’s white supremacist structure lies DiAngelo’s fundamental misunderstanding of white privilege and white identity, terms she herself makes synonymous. She writes, for example, of the importance of studying whiteness: “Instead of the typical focus on how racism hurts people of color, to examine whiteness is to focus on how racism elevates white people” (25). Or again:

      To say that whiteness is a location of structural advantage is to recognize that to be white is to be in a privileged position within society and its institutions …. This position automatically bestows unearned advantages. Whites control all major institutions of society and set the policies and practices that others must live by (27).

      DiAngelo’s choices here are not at all surprising. She is, after all, a corporate diversity trainer. In that position DiAngelo comes into corporate workplaces “to help the members [should read: employees] of the organization understand why their workplace continues to remain white, why they are having so much trouble recruiting people of color, and/or why the people of color don’t stay”(116). In other words, DiAngelo must tell her workshop attendees that they themselves are the problem. People of color aren’t hired or can’t remain in these workplaces because of them, because of their white insensitivities. The folks bankrolling these workshops, of course, the corporate bosses, are not part of the problem, or, if they are, they are part of the problem as individuals, and not as corporate entities, not as having a structural role in the problems all people face in a white supremacist society, black people especially. To leave it at this, as DiAngelo practically does, is to let America’s white supremacist capitalism remain intact, continually replicating the norms of whiteness that our corporate diversity trainer is busy trying to repair in the workplace.

  9. It seems there is an argument of Hedges’ elitism and if books and education are good. Hedges is an elite intellectual. He also seems spiritual, so can he read a wide range of authors, including a sexist Hemingway, and still go out in the woods and commune with the great spirit? Of course, the two aren’t mutually exclusive. There are those who can read nothing but the bible, commune with nature, and perhaps have some toxic politics. I’ve known some native Americans to be problematic people. The original idea of class was likely to do with the exploitation of labor not intellectuals. Read if you can. Get out in nature if you can. Sit quietly and breath if you can. Only fight if you must.

    1. Hedges isan elite individual?

      The level of anti intellectualism is stunning.

      but then this is America,the land of Disney and thought provoking lies.

      You are American and you are sunk

  10. Well, the narrative has been the suppression of ‘people of color’; now it’s the suppression of women. As a white male, having been victimized by both people of color and women… including women of color, I ask Chris, “What about me”?

    1. First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out—because I was not a socialist.

      Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out— because I was not a trade unionist.

      Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—because I was not a Jew.

      Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.

  11. A heartbreaking story about an(other) amazing woman felled by terrorizing and erasure eked out on her by a man.
    Attempting to get help in such a situation generally goes against women like Meghan.
    How dare she be different. Independent. Plain spoken, well read, hippy clothed and beautiful feminist. She is asking for it by not settling down into invisibility (they think to themselves)
    Violence against women like Meghan comes in many forms. It is a continual barrage. Once a particularly angry man or two or a collective of critics decide she deserves to inhabit a living hell, it’s easily put into play. And then you are disappeared.
    Thank you Chris for writing about her. Whenever will the carnage against women end.

  12. Last week, I told the doctor who has known me less than six months about actions being done against me by a man, or group of men.
    He called me delusional, said I have delusional disorder and needed to see a psychiatrist.
    I went back today and said I need to dispel his opinion and he refused.
    He did so without asking for any of the considerable evidence I have. He did not ask me one question. His evidence is entirely in his 40 yr old bias against a woman complaining of symptoms he decided are somatic.
    He ignored previous test results supporting my claims.
    He refused to account for my claim of being stalked for seven years by a neighbor I just moved away from.
    He did not give me time to say a month ago, I discovered that my security cameras had been hacked to provide remote access when they were set up to never be internet connected.
    He was resolute, and put on my permanent records, that I have delusional disorder.
    He left me to argue my credibility for one hour with a psychiatrist I do not know.
    I said, I have too much to handle already, bringing this to the police.
    Police who themselves saw me being relentlessly followed by a vehicle a few months ago.
    The 40 yr old male doctor practically rolled his eyes right to my face and said “yes I’m sure you have plenty on your hands for the police”
    I lie awake tonight, incensed, terrified, diagnosed as delusional by a doctor I convinced myself to trust in saying what is happening.
    He has no proof. Yet he has taken, in ten minutes, the power to destroy my life even further. It is up to me to somehow fight all this. I cannot. If I stand up for myself he takes it as an angry response to having my delusions called out. That is what the DSM says.

    1. Cassandra,
      You need a new doctor. Why do you continue to bother with this guy? It seems to have turned into self punishment. There are good doctors…go find one.

  13. I’m now part of the group wanting to know more about the disappearance of this wonderful young woman. Yet there is no evidence of foul play or even of her being abused or stalked by a white man! It’s not in the public record. It could be found there is a connection of her alleged stalker and her disappearance? That would be an awful crime.. As Hedges correctly says many thousands of people, kids, women, men are reported missing.. What he doesn’t say is that most all are found unharmed in weeks or less.. This is a scare-monger article. I forgive Chris for his personal interest. Thanks.

  14. So glad to see so people complain about how women are trivialized and ignored to get into useless debates about dead men and ignore the missing woman who should be the sole takeaway of this piece. Way to prove your spirituality and humanity.

  15. I am disappointed that it has taken months for Chris to post anything about Meghan, when he was live on TV doing interviews on April 1 and had a chance to highlight his good friends disappearance on National television and failed to do so.

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