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Yesterday I found myself reading the New York Times and only skimming the articles on homeless Iraqi women and children and the injustice prison inmates face in the wake of Katrina with tears brimming my eyes and hopelessness in my heart. The I turned the page and read the entire article on how busy Ryan Seacrest is and how little time he has to spend all of his money.
I guess it really is so much easier to turn a blind eye.
I hate myself.
I guess it really is so much easier to turn a blind eye.
I hate myself.