How did we become so mean and what are we to do? | Commentary
An InsideSources columnist laments the arguments and outbursts that have come from COVID-19 frustration, and reminds us to understand our own pain and show empathy to others.
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An InsideSources columnist laments the arguments and outbursts that have come from COVID-19 frustration, and reminds us to understand our own pain and show empathy to others.
There are so many crises that make the news, all of which are digested in bite-size morsels: political divisiveness, crime and policing, race relations, environmentalism, and the list goes on.
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