Peace Over Pancakes
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Occasionally, I have the opportunity to write for UBOMAG. This article that I wrote with Delana Lands, talks about how we can all come together after the election. It's time to drop the hate that is a large part of the false narratives in the media today. If more of us got together and treated each other with respect and compassion, we would see that we really are not that far off in what we really want.
Don't let the hate run away with you and create fears that really are not there. Talk to your friends, and have your own "Peace Over Pancakes" meetings, and let's all come together to heal this divided nation. It's time to drop the hate and remember we are Americans, and that we are stronger if we stay together.
https://ubomag.wordpress.com/2017/02/02/peace-over-pancakes/
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