Theater with No Borders

There are images that can’t be unseen: a president’s head exploding as he travels a downtown Dallas street…a jet piercing the high wall of a skyscraper…a girl, naked and terrified, running from American napalm bombings in Vietnam.

Add to those the photograph of a young father from El Salvador and his toddler daughter—Oscar and Valeria—floating face down in reeds at the edge of the Rio Grande River, the child’s small body tucked for safety under his T-shirt.

They died trying to cross the line—between danger and safety, between fear and freedom. And whatever political views we hold as individuals, the images piling up along our southern border are of a despair and desperation that call out to our humanity for action.