I'm so sorry, America.
I'm so sorry so many are so stupid.
I'm so sorry the people have, yet again, put you deliberately in harms way.
I'm so sorry so many are so easily duped by propaganda - for an agenda so flawed yet, I suppose, in some way, artfully crafted.
I'm sorry the contempt for you will grow throughout the world because of a misguided cowboy with a cross to bear.
I'm sorry so many of your sons and daughters will die or be injured supposedly in "your" name, in vain, for a war that should not be ours.
I'm sorry that it will be you that will be held responsible for more pain, more poverty, more problems - on our own streets as well as the rest of the world because some people don't understand that we have to fix and love ourselves first before we can help anyone else.
I'm sorry that your daughters will have to fight again for their freedoms, from men who have nothing better to do than to pretend they have the best interests of America's women in mind, but haven't a clue what that really means.
I'm sorry that your people will have their civil liberties taken away, one by one, by an administration who claims to believe in less government, but can't seem to keep their hands out of the very places government should least be.
I'm sorry that your orphanages and your streets will become filled with more unwanted children, with less money to serve them.
I'm sorry that your seniors will have to choose shelter and food over extending their lives through health care.
I'm sorry that your young people will continue to lose their ability to take care of themselves medically.
I'm sorry that your beauty may be cut down, drilled into, polluted, and destroyed in the name of progress, leaving nothing for our children to appreciate, enjoy, and learn from.
I'm sorry that your people are so divided. A divided house can never stand.
I'm sorry I have to add caveats to the phrase "I'm proud to be an American."
Because I still am, though it gets harder every day. But I still cling to hope.
