On a clear day

“The evil in the world comes almost always from ignorance, and goodwill can cause as much damage as ill-will if it is not enlightened. People are more often good than bad, though in fact that is not the question. But they are more or less ignorant and this is what one calls vice or virtue, the most appalling vice being the ignorance that thinks it knows everything and which consequently authorizes itself to kill. The murderer's soul is blind, and there is no true goodness or fine love without the greatest possible degree of clear-sightedness.” 
― Albert Camus, The Plague

The fog of fear hangs heavy over the land.  People's vision seem obscured by the the dread of a changing America; their "good life" threatened by a shifting composition of neighbors and values.  Rather than embracing the evolution of society as a welcome opportunity for improvements and exploration, it has become a flashpoint for anxiety; change threatens rather than inspires.

This is no accident; it is a deliberate strategy devised to perpetuate the rule of the powerful at a deadly cost to the nation.  Feeding the flames of resentment, the corrupt masters of this universe seek to divide and keep conquered those upon whom their livelihood depends.  Portraying tribal warfare as a moral imperative masks the truth of this conflict; it benefits the few at the expense of the many, and tears the fabric of community.  The provocateurs transmute moral cowardice into virtue by proclaiming those who differ as deviant; and those who are not with us are unworthy of respect.  Attacking and debasing opponents becomes a sign of strength rather than self-serving weakness;  hating a badge of honor proudly displayed as proof of righteousness.

Willful ignorance does not become us; it envelopes and we become its minions.