“i don’t know anymore, man. i genuinely do not know how to argue empathy at somebody. i don’t want concertgoers and schoolchildren to be routinely slaughtered in hailstorms of bullets. you don’t care. i don’t want some kid’s first memory to be a jackbooted deportation force kicking down their door and ripping their father from them. you don’t care. i don’t want a mother to bury her child solely because she couldn’t swing $600 for a two-pack of epipens. you don’t care. every day you wake up and deflect, but-what-about, twist, bend, contort, and echo whatever vile rationalization keeps you from having to admit that you’re, not just complicit in, but in fact actively facilitating this nightmare of a reality so many people are experiencing. i care about other people. you do not. it’s as simple as that. take your thoughts and prayers and shove them up your ass”
— Rob Whisman (on Twitter)