(no subject)
Everyone ultimately means well - correcting for context and definition of well - so only in the most meaningless way. Intent is magical, right up until it crashes into reality. Few ideals survive that brutal threshold, fewer still at scale. (Sorry, sorry, oh so so sorry.)
Maybe if we tried to be kinder, maybe if we could learn to be right without needing someone else to be wrong, maybe five minutes of mindfulness on the toilet gratitude journaling capoeira taichi yogalates; my head swims in maybes.
But there are no solutions, and this is the world we must live in.