We Cry, We Dance (Wir weinen, wir tanzen)
Today we cried. And then we danced. A room of virtual strangers and yet it was a safe enough environment for some of us to break down and confess our hardships and oppression that had riddled our lives. I've recently been really into sociology and one of my favorite classes so far has been a race class. I know, hot topic. And as we circled around in preparation for another one of our dreaded group discussions, I was wholly unprepared for what went down: truth.I think none of us really want to indulge in the issue of immigration because of the palpable division each side strongly assert: those who are antis are regarded as racists who want to "make America great again" by ridding the U.S. soil of, criminals they would say, unwilling to follow the law by doing the right thing, waiting their turn as others have regarding citizenship. Very un-American they might argue, just jumping borders and taking up all the resources and abusing this country (and let's face it, in t...