Aidan Simardone writes

This past year strained our public lives. Grocery shopping was a labyrinth, with danger lurking around every corner. We danced on sidewalks, moving around others, afraid we’d be the next superspreader. But neither has private life been smooth. Even the friendliest families were on edge, lashing out under pandemic stress. Others were isolated with their thoughts, Netflix, and occasional news about a family member who died or lost a job. However the pandemic ends, family will remain a minefield.

With a knee pressed against his neck, he cried out “I can’t breathe,” Killed at the hands of a white police officer, George Floyd’s dying words would spark a revolution. Protests emerged in every American city. The movement became global, with people taking to the streets in England, Brazil, and Japan. As history would warn us, the movement was quickly co-opted.