Charleston Bay

I have nothing other than just sadness. That once again we have to peer into the abyss of the depraved violence that we do to each other, and the nexus of a just gaping racial wound, that will not heal, but we pretend doesn’t exist.

I’m confident, though, that by acknowledging it, by staring into that, and seeing it for what it is, we still won’t do jackshit.

Yeah. That’s us.

—Jon Stewart

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