Lunchtime lament: Charleston

I’m so sad. I’m so angry. I’m so unsure what to do, what tangible thing I can do to stop my fellow Americans from destroying each other through fear and hate. I can’t rip the guns out of people’s hands. I can’t pull the plug on the hatred spewed on TV, radio, and the internet. I can’t erase the inequality that is tearing us apart.

I have always had to tell myself that making a difference in my small corner of the world is enough. But I’m going through my day, trying to put more music into the world, and it feels like using a water gun against an invading army. It doesn’t feel like enough.

Someone tell me what I should do. And don’t say pray. I know that one already.

As usual, Jon Stewart said it best.

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