Don't tell me how much you care about people who've been marginalized, dehumanized or disenfranchised. Don't tell me how much you care about the people whose voices aren't heard. Don't tell me how much you hate, hate.
Don't tell me about all the moral high ground you own.
The plain truth is that you don't care, otherwise your ideals would at least be consistent. Your desire for unity and understanding rings hollow. It appears you either lost or never had the ability to self-evaluate. You're not nearly as compassionate as you think.
