This morning I couldn't shake one thought.
Every one of us who works, who gets a paycheck, who files every April, is part of something we never voted on line by line. We hand over a share of our labor, and that labor gets turned into things. Some of those things are roads, school lunches, and medicine. And some of those things are bombs that land on families sleeping in tents.
We don't see it. There's no receipt stapled to our W-2 that says this portion of your week paid for the munition that killed a child you will never meet. But the money moves anyway. And because it moves in our name, it is our responsibility.
I'm not writing this to make anyone feel guilty. Guilt is cheap and it changes nothing. I'm writing this because we are the most capable generation of human beings that has ever lived, and we are still financing the destruction of our own kind. We have the comprehension to know better. Yet here we are.
