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Kate D.'s avatar

It's possible I see the world differently than other people, but from a past comment from a reader on this substack, my habit of trading phone numbers with strangers I meet in public places and giving them my address and inviting them to dinner regularly may seem dangerous to some people.

I'm not seeking out gang members to invite to dinner, but we're not in a low crime city or neighborhood either. We've had dinner guests from different socioeconomic backgrounds and different countries (visiting or who immigrated). Some new guests are friends of friends and some were just people I met at the library. For me, it's a blessed and rewarding life and I don't have anxiety about it. God is in charge and we feel he called us to this lived hospitality.

This seems a feminine coded risk to me, extending hospitality despite potential risks. I don't have to lift anything heavier than a casserole dish! It's a great life my husband and I have.

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Andrew Berg's avatar

I was one of the few male teachers in a high poverty middle school for two years. Over that time, I broke up 22 fights in the school. Moreover since then, I’ve had the opportunity to break up two high school fights on my street and one fight between adults on a bus. I did so without weapons or violence, simply my voice and physical presence (some grabbing).

As a teacher, we were officially told not to intervene in fights, but instead to call the police or a school resource officer. But I felt it much better to not wait for armed officers of the law when I could simply step up and separate the fighting parties right away.

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