This has nothing to do with lives not mattering. It has nothing to do with those who abuse their power, their duty.
This post has everything to do with those who I consider friends and complete strangers who will give their lives for my boys, my wife, myself and those who I care about. It’s for the ones who wake up every day and are judged for a few bad apples. The same logic others demand we not judge them by. It’s for the ones who have to deal with the very worst of us every single day and still see enough good to want to be behind us.
Thanks to a good friend for this one.