i gotta believe that someday things can be good. that there'll be a time when everyone is safe and healthy and fed and clothed and housed and loved and no one lives a life predicated on the suffering, exploitation and death of other human beings. but i ask myself, as i suppose all people do sometimes, why couldn't that time be right now? why couldn't those people be me?
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in reply to @teratocrat's post:
i also ask myself this fairly often, and where i usually land is the recognition of various specific efforts have been taken to produce the world as it is. sometimes this is comforting, sometimes it is not.