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#Repost @jedidiahjenkins ・・・ My Lyft driver today was kind and asked me how my day was. I said, 'not too good. Feeling the world a lot today.' . 'Me too,' he said. 'I don't understand why we call ourselves the greatest country in the world. We do not have common sense.' . He had a thick accent, I guessed West African, but didn't ask. I always appreciate the perspective of Americans who have lived elsewhere. They see us with a clarity that cannot be seen from within. . 'It is funny because America is young, and yet thinks it doesn't have to change,' he said. . 'Maybe it's our youth that cripples us,' I said. 'We had success early, became the richest, most powerful country in the world, we got very big on ourselves, and from that, worshipped the ideas that got us here... but maybe we lumped in some bad ideas.' . 'Other countries know they have had a bad past, so they are maybe more humble. They change. They don't shoot each other like this,' he said. . When he dropped me off, he got out of the car and hugged me. 'We need to hug people today.' . I am grateful for that man. He pulled me up from the muck for a moment. But I am angry. I am emotional and my shiny optimism is sitting down, catching its breath. It will be back later I am sure. Some dark nihilism is driving me today. . Let me be unambiguous: I think assault weapons should be illegal. I know many sane people enjoy them for recreation or something. But I think it is morally suspect to enjoy playing with a weapon like that, to get a playful thrill from a machine designed to kill humans. To feel that power in your hands and enjoy it. There are some things that are fun that we should not be allowed to do. . Today I feel the hurt. Of course love wins. Of course the moral arc of the universe is long and it bends toward justice. Of course there is so much more kindness than hurt. But I am mad. This I remember: the emotion of outrage has one key ingredient: hope. A doomed person does not get angry. He resigns to his fate. A person that believes in his redemption, his rights, his future... gets mad. He fights.