By Carl Carter
Birmingham Raw grew out of my desire to tell some of the stories of our city’s history. For people born before 1980 or so, many of these stories may help us understand where we are now, and perhaps even where we might go.
As I write this, one week into a new and controversial administration, I find myself surrounded by people who fear what is ahead. The dangers are real, and there is much work to be done. But Birmingham — like our nation — has been through some very dark times, and I’ve seen us emerge stronger. I’ve seen hate turn to love and despair turn into a quiet determination to create a better future.
My generation, that of the baby boomers, is fading and sadly divided. Many who once stood for racial equality and social justice now listen more to the voices of hysteria and rage. And many of the next generation find themselves alarmed at what they see, and they fear that we will never regain our moral footing.
I understand — and reject — the pessimism so prevalent in my generation and the next. I have long argued that anger and fear are the strings used to manipulate us, and I refuse to give in to either. I believe in the future because I’ve seen the past. And because I see remarkable talent, drive and strength in the next generation. It is a better one than mine.
Which brings me to the point: I am proud to welcome my daughter, Lindsay Carter Fernandes, as co-host of Birmingham Raw. Lindsay is an exceptional storyteller in her own right, and hers is the kind of voice that can show us the way to a better future by more clearly showing us the realities of our present.
I know you’ll enjoy her stories as much as I do.