The f**k ever. I still stand with, We have become a culture of such pervasive "success" and luxury that we now pathologize anything that causes us a moment's discomfort or confusion.
We don't expect to have to tolerate, accept, or learn to understand.
Read The Giver, by Lois Lowry. Just-- don't plan on sleeping soundly for a few nights afterward.
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"Alas, our dried voices when we whisper together are quiet and meaningless, as wind in dry grass, or rats' feet over broken glass in our dry cellar." --TS Eliot, "The Hollow Men"