Author of DISCIPLES OF WHITE JESUS: The Radicalization of American Boyhood (March 25, 2025) - AVAILABLE NOW! Order on Bookshop Barnes & Noble Comma (Minneapolis)
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I’M A MINNEAPOLIS PASTOR. I THINK THE PEOPLE WHO STAGED THAT VIRAL CHURCH PROTEST WERE RIGHT
MSNOW
JAN. 25, 2026
I have plenty of pastoral colleagues who didn’t like Levy Armstrong’s actions. Many of them, echoing the white moderate King criticizes in his “Letter from Birmingham Jail,” claim they agreed with her aims but not her tactics or her timing.
But we shouldn’t see Levy Armstrong as someone who violated the sanctuary of a church or blocked people from worshiping there, but as a prophet speaking truth to a church that includes a leader who is helping make captives of people instead of setting them free.
I AM A MINNEAPOLIS MOTHER AND PASTOR, AND I KNOW WHERE I STAND
THE NEW REPUBLIC
JAN. 9, 2026
They slow down the video and watch her die, frame by frame. It’s not so much what they say they see but what they don’t see, what their eyes shield them from so that the terror inside won’t take over, make them realize the call is coming from inside the house.
They analyze tire tracks and footprints.
Her blood is all over the airbag.
As a mother, I’ve long known that when you bear children, your DNA is irrevocably changed. Your blood is forever mixed with their blood, your genes utterly altered. And so the blood on the airbag is not only hers but theirs, the ones who live on without her; the one who has to go back to elementary school without his mom, her and his blood still running through his veins, though now her fingers are cold as ice.
WOMEN HAVE ALWAYS WANTED, AND DESERVED, MORE. LET'S NOT TURN BACK THE CLOCK NOW.
MINNESOTA STAR TRIBUNE
SEPT. 2, 2025
Born in 1936 in the midst of the Great Depression on a hardscrabble farm in Newfolden, Minn., with an outhouse and no electricity, Carol prioritized her education and work at a time when women were mostly expected to marry and stay at home. She worked hard, earning a scholarship to a teacher’s college, and was named valedictorian of her high school class. When she graduated early from the teacher’s college, a portion of Carol’s salary went to pay for her younger sister’s education.
Like so many women of her era, women who took jobs and worked hard on the home front during World War II only to be pushed back into the kitchen during the 1950s, Carol excelled and achieved — only to be told again and again: “Don’t get a big head.”
“Smile.”