True reconciliation looks like something. True forgiveness looks like something.

I am deeply concerned at the growing list of labels reflective of the ever burgeoning identitarian collectives which are being used to shuffle and deal us into groups we never signed up to be in. Scrubbing these dreadful labels from our society sounds like a good next step to me.

Tragically, as is the history of many African nations, Rwanda holds a uniquely horrific and cataclysmic legacy of terror and murder on a scale unimaginable and yet - from these ashes and mass grave sites has risen one of the most spectacular volumes of reconciliation the earth has ever seen.

This is the ruinous nature of identitarian collectivism: We no longer distinguish individuals responsible for their actions but instead, treat the entire group as homogenous. One virtuous, all virtuous. One guilty, all guilty.

Countless stories are being quietly told in low places of those who feel it has become unsafe to state what they believe for fear of losing their job, their online identity or even family and friends.

Trust little a press that loves the government. Trust not a government that loves the press.

Any sentence that begins with, “They have freedom of speech, but…”, never ends in a good place.

Bravo, Big Tech, for creating a bloodless, nonetheless cadaver-rich battlefield history had yet dared to envision. Borders fall to troops of keyboards which release the dreaded impetus to overrun not only a newsfeed, but a nation itself.

When Jesus says to beware of something, probably best to pay attention.