Imagine if that were your neighborhood.
Imagine if those were you and your neighbors, herded into the streets, made to stand in the sun with all of your worldly belongings in a torn bag, held in one hand, while, in the other, you brandish an ID issued by your oppressor, because the oppressor demands it.
You stand for hours.
Can you imagine it?
Of course not. Because things like that don’t happen to good people.
It only happens to those who deserve it, who aren’t even really people, when... [More]