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Why I Don’t Hate America

In a recent debate with someone close to me, as I was lamenting the consequences of greed-driven American imperialism, a sharp statement was thrown my way: “You really hate America, don’t you?” It made me pause. It forced me to sit down and unpack why an honest, well-documented assessment of an evil done by fellow Americans under the banner of our flag would be met with that kind of defensive reflex.

The Anatomy of True Kindness

It is a curious and tragic paradox of the human condition that we seem to reserve our deepest wells of patience for people we do not know, while serving the dregs of our frustration to the people we love the most. It is alarming to me how easy it is to offer a polite smile to a grocery clerk when they make a mistake, yet absolutely eviscerate my spouse or children when they do the exact same thing. How can I be kind to strangers but mean to my own flesh and blood or my spouse who I vowed to love “until death do us part?”

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