I remember the first time I learned about the Holocaust. I around 12 or 13 years old, reading a book and sobbing loudly. My sister came home and laughed that I would care so much about something from the past. But the revelation of evil, of cruelty and heartlessness, was more than I could sustain. I've developed a hard skin since then. The atrocities go on and on and on and on. It seems to me they arise from a patriarchal social system of domination, of seeing others as enemies or competitors to be subdued rather than sisters and brothers to be kind to and cared for. I don't know how to make it stop or stem the blood tide. It's not just Palestine. It's Ukraine. It's Iran and Afghanistan. It's racism and homophobia in the US, homelessness, school shootings, abandonment of the drug addicted and the mentally ill. The human capacity for cruelty and indifference seems boundless. Thanks for pushing the energy in the right direction. Resist, resist, resist...