To maintain our privilege, we remain silent in the face of slowly unfolding disasters. We think if we don’t mention it, it’ll go away and we can keep pretending everything’s okay. And our silence invites that tragedy in, entwines us even more inextricably. Of course, our silence won’t protect us or anyone else, as Audre Lorde taught us; instead, it provides the dangerous illusion of safety. And so the cycle continues, unabated.