Well-intention friends and associates. Encourage me. To ignore stuff. That I can’t change. In
order to avoid being frustrated. Sounds like good advice. But I just can’t, willy-nilly,
turn off my concerns about the many wrongs. Perpetrated. In this world. Daily.
Instead, I am compelled to cry out. A lone voice in the wilderness. Knowing it
won’t do any good. Other than knowing. That I am lodging my protest. --Jim Broede
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