Just watched an episode of Cold Case where the dead people were abortion activists in 1969. I cry, because I believe in these Americans.
I don't eat at the only passable ice cream place in Mount Pleasant, because one of the owners put her name behind a pro-life organization. I feel that it is my responsibility. Is it?
I love the musical Assassins, the fact that it honors a segment of American society that is almost universally reviled. I believe that until we can honor all Americans, we aren't doing our job.
I get so angry when people try to tell others how to live their lives, yet I want child molesters and rapists to pay.
Is that where my conflict is, I want universal acceptance, up to a point? Hypocrisy as an answer?
I just want to understand.