I'm no lover of fences, of the limitations, boundaries and delineations they represent. Yes, sometimes they're necessary. In some ways, such boundaries actually afford us the confidence and safety to stretch ourselves, to go farther than we would have without any sense of place, of where the unknown begins.
Enough is enough. Every party in this conflict must ask themselves: Have we so lost our humanity that we would rather leave these people in a living hell for our own selfish gain? For the sake of those innocent civilians suffering on both sides of the conflict, let's pray the answer does not take too much longer.
It is time we inspect the basic motives to why we engage in this fight against injustice. Whether it is on grounds of human decency and equality, or because we are compelled by our faith; let's recalibrate our moral compass so it is not led astray by our tendency to strive for the sensational stories.
For the United States and many other foreign leaders around the world, from Great Britain to Australia, this sentence was a vivid reminder of Egypt's grotesque reality: that of a country dominated by the military, where the right to a fair trial, a free press, and free expression are blatantly crushed.
Although the 1986 overdose death of 11-year-old Reynolds Allen Wintersmith Jr.'s mother, unlike that of all-American basketball standout Len Bias that same year, did not thrust our nation's legislators into reactive political pandemonium, the federal drug-sentencing policies of that year would later impact this motherless son's life in a most damning and undeniable way.