Every Generation has a Nolan Wells
The death of Nolan Wells sits heavily on my heart because it is painfully familiar. Nolan Wells was a son, a friend, a neighbor, a young Black teenager whose life carried promise. People who knew him have mentioned his warmth, his loyalty, his humor, and the way he showed up for others. His life deserved the fullness of what was likely a trajectory to greatness. His story deserved more than its abrupt end. So, no, I will not move on, and neither should you.
Black August in the Age of Billionaires
Black August is not only about naming harm. It is about building the discipline required to transform it.
It calls us to sharpen our analysis of how wealth moves through Wisconsin. It calls for us to strengthen our organizing. It calls for us to deepen our narrative power, so communities understand who is shaping our conditions and why. It calls on us to reject scarcity mindsets that tell us to expect less, settle for less, or fight over crumbs.