Like you, I grieve. My son is 13 and I feel like I can’t help make sense of this nonsense. It does feel like being human has taken a turn for the worst. That what makes America great isn’t that we help or inspire other countries, but some idea that for America to be Great (again?) we need to beat them. To destroy them. To win, no matter the cost. I grieve and worry that this shrinking planet won’t survive that kind of America.