I didn’t know Hannah Graham. I do not know Jesse Matthew. I do not know what happened after he caught up with her that night. I live in Charlottesville. I do know the downtown mall and the businesses and houses along Hannah’s route from the area around the University Virginia towards her final stop that night. One persistent, troubling question has nagged me since her disappearance. Why did no one take responsibility for her that night? Why no responsibility taken for the actions of Jesse Matthew, described by many downtown restaurant employees as a nighttime fixture, known for his aggression towards young women?
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We sit together. Jane Fonda and JB Pritzger deliver joint addresses for everyone everywhere. Their grasp of this dangerous moment and their abilities to communicate it—their mutual belief in the power of kindness and empathy to both endure and defeat tyranny. Fonda: “We are in our documentary moment. It is not a rehearsal…. So let’s be brave.” Pritzger: “The root that tears apart your house’s foundation begins as a seed…. Seeds of Nazis started with everyday Germans looking for someone to blame.”