By Ronnie Lovler By Ronnie Lovler Some people have been struggling for years to let us know that Black Lives Matter, even before Black Lives Matter came to the fore of our collective consciousness. Lizzie Jenkins is one of those people. Jenkins, a historian now in her 80s, is the…

This Is CNN By Ronnie Lovler A few weeks ago, I needed a brief respite from 2020. No need to share my litany of complaints — you live in the same world that I do. I desperately needed a break from our domestic and global headaches and heartaches. I got…

By Ronnie Lovler Maria Ressa is a shining light as a journalist who personifies integrity and persistence in the way she does her job. She has always done this. On June 15, 2020, as expected, she and her former researcher were found guilty of cyberlibel, or libel through the Internet…

By Ronnie Lovler Today I am experiencing the same feelings of discord, dissonance, and social disarray that I did at least twice before in my lifetime. Once was in 1967 when my hometown of Newark, New Jersey, erupted in riots, provoked then as now by episodes of racial injustice. …

My new normal began with a drive to the beach at St. Augustine, FL. It is one of the closest beaches to where I live in Gainesville and I just couldn’t resist the idea of a socially distant sunrise. As I left my home that day, as I do every…

by Ronnie Lovler Florida has re-opened, in a kind of, sort of type of way. Or I guess it depends on where you go. Head to the Florida beaches, and it might as well be a normal spring weekend before COVID-19 came to town. In Orlando, big box hardware stores…

By Ronnie Lovler Walk, walk, and walk. I’ve got to keep the body moving and get some fresh air. I do this in Gainesville, FL the city I call home. Most days, I go out for one or two walks, mornings with two friends and often with another friend for…

By Ronnie Lovler It’s not exactly akin to the Year of Living Dangerously, but there is something about the current situation that brings to mind that movie. Maybe it is simply the title that makes me think of my weeks of living dangerously, each time I go to the supermarket…