I am very saddened by the events rolled out lately.  It's not the first time there are protests over police brutality, but it's been a good while since some violence of this scale rolled out.  The city I live in is currently under emergency curfew due to civil unrest.  It is not a time to place blame.  It is a time to reflect, how we could do things differently, using each of our very limited influence, so there is a future for younger generation.

I just want people to stay inside and be safe.  I do understand people are under emotional and financial duress with the pandemic.  I really do.  U.S. Constitution allows peaceful assembly, so please only express your rights in a civil manner.  Pen can be mightier than sword.  A few clear rhetoric can go a long way, saving lives of others for decades to come.  Hatred, however, divides people, and I am afraid to admit, last longer.

I was on BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit), our mass transit system one day and yield a seat to a senior lady.  It was only a matter of seconds before others starting to do the same.  I am a strong believer of setting good example, starting with ourselves.  A graceful gesture will be much more meaningful to our humanity.  Do forgive those who trespass against you.  We are all learning together how to be a better human being.  At one time or another, we most likely have done some regretful things, but if no one gave us grace and room for improvement, the world would be a very sad (and immature) place.  Forgiveness is much more powerful than hate, so use it.

My current story, The Sojourner of San Francisco, expresses some of my latent concern about how things are progressing.  It is, in my own ways, a cautionary tale of the city (and by extension, the world in the broadest sense).  It is meant to make people look more inside to encourage tolerance and empathy.  The history of San Francisco is woven throughout for a good reason.  Those who don't study history are bound to repeat it.  I do wish some messages would come across sooner, so people would appreciate our co-existence better.  Unfortunately, now it is the worst timing to be telling a story of a 40-something boy who is frustrated about the world and the story is unfinished, making people likely to jump to the wrong conclusion  (what?  People misinterpret other people's words in our Internet Age?  No way!?! 😉 LOL).  Trust me, the story does have a positive ending.  I just need to write it out.  LOL.  In the mean time, please minimize the mental impact of outside influence.  It would lead to a happier life.  I will post one more chapter, which fortunately is a more positive chapter.

Please do believe in humanity.  We can do it.  This is where you play John Lennon's epic song Imagine.  LOL