Look at this man. Do you love him? I do.
Look at this man. Do you love him? I do. I really do. I commend these people. I laud them. And I do, in all honesty, I hope they continue to fight their version of the good fight, whatever that is.
It’s hard enough to find something that you believe in. It’s very easy to be jaded and to believe that nothing you can do really matters. After all, how easy is it to look at a country of 307 million people and say “You are one of I”? It’s a gigantic country, and easy to feel threatened by way of feeling forgotten.
Perspective. I do love my brothers and sisters in all their many forms. I’m glad these people feel they’re a part of something. However misguided I think anyone is, they’re still people and worthy of love. Even the angry hurtful ones.
