I’m usually immune to being overwhelmed by such discord but lately it’s getting to me. If that sentence says anything it says that I’m terribly fortunate, which I am. To paraphrase someone wiser, who exactly I can’t recall: privilege is when you can ignore all this shit going down and get back to your normal life. And I can, mostly. I can consume myself with family and work struggles. I can worry about my laptop on which my cats spilled water. I can worry about my weight. I’ll probably be fine, at least for a while.

But there’s something another wiser person (Martin Niëmoller) wrote:

First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Socialist.
Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.

We’re way into that dark sequence, so it’s time to speak out.