Lately, I have been so astounded by the news. Every day seems to bring another handful of stories that leave me feeling disappointed and sad. I have a very diverse, open-minded group of friends who, at times, make it easy to stay in the dark on certain issues that seem to be plaguing our country. Stepping into the light burns a bit at first, but it has become necessary.
Unnecessary, hate-fueled shootings and instances of racism are becoming entirely too commonplace. I just read that an old Korean American roommate of mine was called a “chink” at the AHRC New York City Foundation by a janitor upon his arrival and the company actually allowed and made excuses for the incident. Unacceptable.
I live in what is often referred to as the “greatest country in the world.” One would expect its citizens to be comprised of mostly those who have the ability to take a look in the mirror and make edits if what they see reflects traits such as unkind or hateful. I have very little tolerance for people who are jerks just to be jerks.
When I was a little boy, I used to wonder how in the world the hate in the world would ever end. I decided the answer might be to just wait until the older generations die out. Now, I’m not so sure. At the end of the day, I can only hope and pray for sensibility and love to persevere.
Enough is enough.