*gasp*

Did I hear Ian grow?
Was that him on his blog?
Amazing... yes, i love you too... frumpy.

To daryl, On his long road.

The road is long, with many a winding turns
That leads us to who knows where,
Who know where
But I'm strong, strong enough to carry him
He ain't heavy, he's my brother

So on we go, his welfare is my concern
No burden is he to bare, we'll get there
For I know he would not encumber me
He ain't heavy, he's my brother

If I'm laden at all, I'm laden with sadness
That everyone's heart isn't filled with gladness
Of love for one another
It's a long, long road from which there is no return
While we're on our way to there, why not share
And the load, it doesn't weigh me down at all
He's my brother, he's my brother

So we're all locked in anger

But is that the course to take? In the name of protection, to lash out our indignant, righteous anger do we do more harm then necessary? (I'm starting to think of an econs essy on market failures). I just pray that we'll do what's good, not just what's right. And that we'll have her heart in mind.