29 March 2001

No Moment of Silence Shocking series of extraordinary photos from the black housing projects in the U.S. I, who was never really afraid of the night, now fear the wail of a siren, and wonder as an ambulance's rear lights trail off into the darkness. I still hear that awful wail/moan/shout of a mother who at 3:00am learned of her son's death by seeing his slumped body on the porch of their home as she returned from work... There were brighter moments, including the Million Man March, and the endless ritual of parents and children loving each other. At these times I felt like a witness to the revival of the delivery of promise. But, invariably the road would take a hauntingly familiar turn, and I witnessed a mother being fed heroin from her son, or watched a sister dive into her brother's casket. One wonders what Bush's administration, the corporations' friend, will do for the people in the projects. Compasionate conservatism anybody? 2:58:44 PM