This Ice Age of Hate

Some hold a lit match to Mother Liberty’s robe, all too eager to ignite the powder keg that is America; burn away what’s left of democracy; dress it in red, white, and bruises. Some have no sympathy for civility and equality; slap locks on love, throw it in Guantanamo; feed it nothing but canned cruelty and freshly murdered lies. America has become too big for taming and too small to long endure this relentless ice age of hate. A deep chill grows in these bones as benevolence gets converted into still another battlefield where the kind-hearted are continually downed by unfriendly fire. In times like these, I say bring on the weapons of reason. Bring on the weapons of peace.

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