So many hateful, angry people.
And people angry at those people.
It’s best not to say anything, really.
No good will come from it.
There is no common ground anymore.
It’s just a No Man’s Land, and nothing lives there.
Throwing insults. Throwing rocks.
So much hate.
The only thing you can do.
Is to sell slings to both sides.
They can scrounge up the rocks themselves.
Find some cover, and wait for the noise to die down.
Gather up the slings from the fallen.
Fix them up, and sell them all over again.
And again. And again. And again.