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Posts from September 2018

By: Peniel Ibe
Published: September 28, 2018

Hear stories from some of the people traveling across the country to protect this life-saving program. 

After six weeks of traveling across the United States, the TPS Journey 4 Justice bus arrived in Washington, D.C. on Tuesday, Sept. 25. The bus carried more than 50 immigrants with Temporary Protected Status (TPS), their family members, and other civil rights leaders who are crossing the country over 12 weeks to mobilize communities to protect the life...

By: Dina El-Rifai
Published: September 27, 2018

As we counter Trump’s white nationalist agenda, it’s important that we never accept this racist policy. Here’s what you can do.

Since the Supreme Court ruling upheld Trump’s Muslim ban last June, the issue has largely faded from national headlines. And public outcry over the racist policy has taken a backseat to pushing back against family separation and other attacks by Trump on our communities.  

As we work to counter Trump’s white nationalist agenda in all its forms, it’s important that we never accept the Muslim ban. The Supreme Court ruling ultimately institutionalized...

Published: September 14, 2018

Liberation Summer Youth Advocacy Training Camp, a program of AFSC New York and New Jersey and Echoes of Incarceration, brings together high schoolers from across the New York Tri-State area who have been directly impacted by America’s criminal justice system and immigration policies. Together they learn about and analyze these issues and are exposed to advocacy strategies while being trained in the art of filmmaking for change. 

Here are three films from this year's camp:

Black and Blue - 4 Years Later 

End white supremacy light brigade by Joe Brusky
By: Lucy Duncan
Published: September 13, 2018

Recently a member of the “Quakers engage to end racism” Facebook page posted this statement: “There is too much un-Quakerly bashing of white people on this page.”  

Here’s the response I wrote: ...

By: Dalit Baum
Published: September 10, 2018

Yesterday at dusk, I shared a picnic blanket with dear friends, on a country hill, near a beautiful orchard, sipping tea in porcelain cups, mixed with tears and tear gas.

In front of us, we watched how thousands of demonstrators marched, as they do each Friday for over four months now, trying to reach the fence that separates us from them, the fence that seals the 2 million inhabitants of Gaza into the largest open-air prison on earth. We heard continuous shooting, and blasts, and saw the plumes of white tear gas weave into the pillar of black...