Thinking

It matters very much to me how people are treated. One thing I cannot bear is injustice. Lately I find myself wondering why I think as I do. I think of how most people have been to me. I think of how I have seen some people treating others. I think of the 'average man's' recent behaviour at the ballot box. The winners won by only the smallest of margins, so the result was hardly decisive. The result was nothing more than a declaration of intolerance, and an expression of 'What's in it for me?' The people whose treatment I care so much about don't really deserve that consideration, when I think about it. I shouldn't really give a stuff, but the truth is that I do.