Is it safe? Should I say it? Should I send my wife and child to that hidden cabin in the ravine while I brave the rotten cabbage and tomato barrage? But what is the price of silence? I’ll lay awake, deafened by the screams of a conscience on steroids. It’s my destiny. I must reveal the sordid truth and withstand the messenger’s doom.
Here goes: “Christians with traditional moralities and creeds can be nice people. They’re not narrow-minded hate mongers and they don’t resemble those radio curmudgeons hollering for money. The data show it.”
I’ve just thrown my life away.
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