As we crash into the rocks, the edges of the raft may come apart. People are going to fall. If you’re in the center and you’re a functioning human being, it is morally imperative to try like hell to grab the people on the edges and keep them safe… which in practical terms means standing with them in the days ahead to add your voice to theirs when their rights, well-being, and dignity are threatened. If you’re someone on the edge, you don’t have to apologize for not wanting to drown; you don’t have to explain why you might just be a little pissed at the dudes hogging the middle; you don’t have to argue with the troll brigade online about whether or not water is wet. You fight to stay on. You’ll be able to recognize your friends, because they’ll be the people grabbing for your hand.