The lens through which our art is seen and studied can have a definite bias if, for example, our #MeToo stories are in the public forum.
Let us take the pointed comb of discernment to our spiritual lives, an invitation to befriend our own dismissed intuition.
We recognize that the children in cages are our children. The desperate, terrified mothers, the humiliated fathers, are our family. And we are outraged.
The younger generations have started life by being handed a bag of crap for their future, a future that will necessarily consist of undoing all the harm...