Those who know me know I don't do Facebook. And they know the reasons why. So, it's no surprise to you that I don't tweet either. It seems the nouvelle cheap and easy way to express one's outrage or ardor. Like bumper stickers. And t-shirts. Advertisements that show I CARE™ and then we can move on having established our bona fides. Wrong and injustice take a long time, sometimes a lifetime or two, to remedy. They require courage, sacrifice, a tolerance for failure and being shunned, perservance, and the capacity to imagine a change you may not live to see.
Voicing online indignation about the precipitating event(s) that brings a wrong to our attention -- whether the murder of a black boy, the beheading of a journalist by fanatics, the war in Gaza or the humiliation and degradation of a wife -- and slapping a pound sign in front of it demands none of that.
Voicing online indignation about the precipitating event(s) that brings a wrong to our attention -- whether the murder of a black boy, the beheading of a journalist by fanatics, the war in Gaza or the humiliation and degradation of a wife -- and slapping a pound sign in front of it demands none of that.
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