There is nothing glorious about what our ancestors call history. It is simply a succession of mistakes intolerances and violations.
Unjust. How many times I've used that word scolded myself with it. All I mean by it now is that I don't have the final courage to say that I refuse to preside over violations against myself and to hell with justice.
There is no end to the violations committed by children on children quietly talking alone.
Even when I was a little kid I always said I would be in the movies one day and damned if I didn't make it.