IS IT TOO LATE TO WAKE UP?

I wish I could get tired of saying it, but one day we’re going to have to pay for this. I have an eight-month-old daughter, and I shudder to think that she’ll be forced to reap the whirlwind for my generation’s acceptance– tacit or enthusiastic, it matters little– of the horrors our government has visited upon the innocent of the world.

I don’t want to write anymore about this right now.