It's no longer acceptable to be a racist except if you're a racist among racists.
It's no longer acceptable to be for drone warfare and endless American aggression around the world unless you're an amoral person among other amoral people.
It's no longer acceptable to be against universal healthcare
unless you're a fully covered individual amongst other fully covered
individuals of significant means or an employer gives you the stuff.
It's no longer acceptable to be against some form of gun
control unless you are a reactionary conspiracy theorist amongst other
reactionary conspiracy theorists.
It's no longer acceptable to be against a woman's right to choose, period.
It's no longer acceptable to be homophobic unless you are an
ignorant homophobe amongst other ignorant homophobes.
It's no longer acceptable to be anti-immigration unless you're a "Mexican" hating xenophobe amongst other "Mexican" hating xenophobes.
It's no longer acceptable to be anti-government assistance unless you are a selfish a**hole amongst other selfish a**holes. *
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"The canary began to sing again. The sun had struck it, and
its throat and tiny breast had filled with song. Francis gazed at it for a long
time, not speaking, his mouth hanging half opened, his eyes dimmed with tears.
"The canary is like man's soul," he whispered finally. "It sees
bars round it, but instead of despairing, it sings. It sings, and wait and see,
Brother Leo: one day its song shall break the bars." Nikos Kazantzakis, Saint Francis
"If only we know, boss, what the stones and
rain and flowers say. Maybe they call -- call us -- and we don't hear them.
When will people's ears open, boss? When shall we have our eyes open to see?
When shall we open our arms to embrace everything -- stones, rain, flowers, and
men? What d'you think about that, boss? And what do your books have to say
about it." Nikos Kazantzakis, Zorba The
Greek
" Love is our true destiny.
We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with
another. " Thomas Merton
If there is a God
He sings joyously
with raspy
voiced
children
Standing
on anthills
whose occupants
Build
tiny stone
walls
about
their
feet
to keep
them
from the
cold
Franklin Cincinnatus, 1976
*current polls support all this.