Prejudice in America. How being different is better than being the same and how sick america has come.

The day could not have been nicer. Not one cloud in the sky. Just the big, blazing ball of fire which shined brightly all day long, making the water glisten and sparkle. As I walked through the park, I took a minute to stand on the shore of the lake to admire the loveliness of the day. Looking into the water, reflections of surrounding trees bounced off into my eyes. Then appearing in the corner …

…people who are discriminated against for what they are, not who they are! -"I was very upset about how Americans could not imagine what it is like to be something else, to be something else and proud of it."- qoute from Cat's Cradle that I feel supports my feelings towards people being prejudice. People should be able to accept others for who they are and also be proud of what they are, too.