Didn't my father's generation, the "Greatest Generation," fight a World War because of this very concept. Why is it that we have yet to learn that when a few individuals are singled out to wear pink triangles or yellow stars, that we are all being singled out. And, it has nothing to do with the group being singled out, really. It always, always, always has to do with power--who has it, how to get it, and how to keep it.
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Didn't my father's generation, the "Greatest Generation," fight a World War because of this very concept. Why is it that we have yet to learn that when a few individuals are singled out to wear pink triangles or yellow stars, that we are all being singled out. And, it has nothing to do with the group being singled out, really. It always, always, always has to do with power--who has it, how to get it, and how to keep it.
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