to love America...

A quick (sometimes) painfully obvious reminder.

If you love America, that means you love…

its sick.
its poor.
its children.
its refugees.
its minorities.
its oppressed.
its unfairly (and fairly) incarcerated.
its mountains and rivers and oceans.

You get the idea.

No one gets to love the country
and pick and choose what parts to love.

Just a reminder.