We should be angry, or sad. Maybe jovial and kind too. But not for any reason. Why must there always be a reason? What’s the point in labeling everything we do as good or bad and putting a purpose behind our every action? Do or do not, you’ll regret it either way.
How much worse do things have to get before we stop being pacified with modern comforts and go out and do something? More people should be angry. We should be angrier.
Let’s everybody turn our Facebooks into food blogs. Break the system.