Who can you blame? Are the feelings unjust when a decision is a matter of knowing you must find fault or favour with the ill winds of change? It is never enough to simply rearrange plans or predicaments. It is like making a prediction of all my flaws with my faith as fractured or fragile as it is, or has been. Far easier to see what I haven’t been doing.
Months of neglect, evidence of irresponsibility, a conspicuous reminder of careless inaction, or contempt for our surroundings. Temperatures rising, rain washing away our salt and sins; random dog shit, cigarette butts, society’s single-use solutions, evidence of our irresponsibility. We don’t change, but time does. In time. These longer days, will we slowly wake from our suspect slumber, or try a little harder. Enthusiasm is an option. It is not spring, but it’s close enough.
We are all human. We all have the right to be human. We see, we know, we feel when rights are violated in this country or any country. What will you do about it? Now. We are all human.