When I find that I'm speechless, often times its because the framing by language and image (buzz words, dog whistles, the framing of events by a media that has to sell whatever supports the predation of advertisers) has lost essence. That essence is inevitably found only by putting myself in the shoes of the victim. Why? I tend to think that it is because despite being "individuals", we are inextricably linked by the most refined loving and coherent aspects inherent to living human beings. Without the full scope of meaning being constantly in motion among us and between us words and thoughts fail us. This is why I consider Donald Trump saying that he does not want others to know what he is thinking to be such an insidiously destructive point of view. He has NO strength of reasoning for any of us to share - and that speaks volumes!
Naomi Shihab Nye
Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.
Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.
Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to mail letters and purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
It is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.