I cannot fathom how as a nation we force our fellow humans to eat like a shackled dog. I am angry and I want to punch, hit, and draw blood on all those who participate.
My brilliant zen like brother once said,”Susan, you expect everyone to be as honest and kind as you are. And when they aren’t you beat yourself up about it.”
I participated. I admit culpability in my ignorance and naivety.
I’m not beating myself up anymore. And I sure as hell want to punch someone. I’m pretty sure it will hurt me more than them.
Boxing classes start Monday at the Y.
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