We're all culpable of the good we choose not to do in the world. You know the moment well, the decision to pick up the piece of trash on the beach or give a ride to a stranger.
Collective intolerance begins not in some distant place from a foreign entity but with you. It doesn't matter what you agree or disagree with. What matters is your ability to comprehend that you are not actually different from those you dissent from.
We are the culprit of our own immuring. With each decision a division. Insecurities run rampant, maiming potential and rippling forth, drowning standers by.
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