It’s a gross day here in New York, and that seems to be matching my overall mood.
The world feels like an awful place again, and I really don’t want to spiral down into the doom hole of no salvation. I try to stay positive for the kid, and most of what is happening in the country and the world goes over her head. But those days are numbered. She’s getting older and more aware each day. But, besides that, I don’t like using my kid as the excuse for why I need to get out there and fight for what I believe in.
No. The reason I want to get out there, protest, speak out, and do something is simply because it’s the right thing to do. I will still hold to the day I die that the overwhelming majority of people on this planet know what the right thing to do is. It is our duty as human beings to encourage all people to listen to their moral code, to that voice in them that wants to do right, that’s wants justice, that wants fairness, that knows that all humans deserve dignity and respect.
It’s gross because, we are here, again. Again, basic human decency and respect has to be defended.
I’m tired of this shit, but here we are.
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