I believe that perception can be so diverse that screaming arguments can erupt over whether a dress, that is clearly, gold and white, just might possibly be brown and blue. If you’ve ever played Telephone, you’re intimately aware of the inaccuracy of most of the six senses. But, those things that are empirical, (at least until they’re not), or preserved on film or tape or digital whatever, those that are recorded by unimpeachable stenographers, and those that are the written, legislated and approved statutes of our society, while admittedly not always black and white, are certainly not puce and cerise.

Our Supreme Court, (the highly flawed interpreter of Constitutional vaguery), has become so politicized that the intent of our most prized doctrine, mistakenly pontificated over by faux patriots who have obviously not read, albeit understood, the document, has been usurped. Surely, written in flowery, eighteenth-century elite-speak, it requires occasional clarification, but, in essence, at its core, it is a simple catechism, borrowed from a potpourri of previous attempts at self-governance. It was drafted by admittedly flawed humans who understood that there was nothing perfect about it, and that, in its future, it would need to address society’s evolution. But, its clearest declaration, our country’s raison d’etre, is that “We the People”, are, every one of us, equal, and no pundit, preacher, politician or poop head gets to change that part. The struggle for civil, racial and gender rights, explicitly guaranteed in the rule book, is the most shameful, continuing blight on our history. That our differences still divide us more than our ability to find common goals to overcome them, is the cancer that will bring us down. Until “We” is truly all-inclusive, America is a lie.