“We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.” – Abraham Lincoln
In these times, America has no city of brotherly love. But that is not unusual. We have been haters since the formation of this Republic. We don’t like strangers and we don’t like newcomers. Some of that is human nature, but we take it to extremes when we hate with such animus that guns are drawn.
The better angels of our nature are under assault by angels that Abraham Lincoln did not mention.
This from Jelani Cobb in The New Yorker
The architects of these atrocities were both white men whose fury was amplified in the echo chamber of the Internet. They conceived of their actions as a form of self-defense.