"Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
Looking at these words etched in the soul of this nation, I see no mention of race, or religion, or gender. The golden door has slammed shut -- replaced by a wall of intolerance and a wall of arrogance.
This has been a week of inexcusable actions, a week that will live in infamy.
This is not what we are.
This must not be what we will become.
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Thank you, Mim. This has been a heart breaking week. I'm hoping the "good" America I've known all my life will rise up and protest.
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