I care

A middle-aged American guy and his wife came in and ordered drip coffee.

The guy seemed friendly and nice enough, talking and joking around with the three girls.

Then a huge crowd went past the store. Men, women and children passed by carrying placards,shouting and chanting.

"Ohhh what have we got here. Better take out my camera!"

He began filming the protesters.

Some in the crowd were angry. Some were sad.

"Yeah yeah yeah. Whatever. Who cares?" The old guy said to the girls.

The girls just kept their heads down. One was still wondering whether or not it's right to say drip coffee.

"Hey, my son's Jewish!" He chuckled.

The pins on his green cap, each from the states or countries he'd been to shone brightly under the sun.

**

Yes, I didn't say anything. I'm weak at confrontations or debates.

But Mr. American drip-coffee guy, here's what I would like to say to you-

I care. Those who died, they have names. That's someone's son right there. Pity that you've been around the world and yet you haven't really seen it.

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