Blog entry 3

Voices of Freedom summer… I don’t have a whole lot to say about this, especially since we’ve only done one day in class about it, but it hasn’t exactly been… fun. It feels like I experience this cycle where on a regular basis I am reminded of how unimaginably horrible this country has been in certain points of history. I’m not saying that it’s bad to be reminded, I think we should all have the most accurate picture of the United States in our heads as possible. Maybe then we can stop calling it “the greatest country in the world.” We have more blood on our hands than several other first world countries combined, and Voices of Freedom Summer is just another testament to that. I understand that that’s not the focus of this play, but I choose not to look at the play through a focused narrow lens. I can’t help but think of the big picture, of where this all fits within our countries history. It’s uncomfortable, to say the least, to sit through class and listen to these atrocities, but this is a legitimate chapter in our history that deserves attention. As awful as it is to dwell on these tragedies, it’s better than letting them fade away with time.