Borrowing a bit on yesterday's post, why is it that those pretending to be strong cast down the weak? While the truly strong don't do so....
It would seem that strength is not often what it appears to be. These beautiful ladies (Help) were very strong in their dignity, in their service, in their respect towards those who didn't deserve it. From the lens of history it would seem that what was going on in the south was really a kind of sanctioned, society-level bullying in the grossest of degrees. I wasn't a part of it, but I am still ashamed of it.
...and it does make me wonder what I am a part of today, that I am blind to.
