I don’t want to know how racist you really are.
I don’t want to know how your world view is based on a meme that validates your fear and ignorance.
I don’t want to know how much you devalue facts, reasoning and logic.
I don’t want to know that you don’t have single friend that isn’t white as a bed sheet.
I don’t want to know that your religious beliefs include supporting and promoting sexual predators that boast about their behavior.
I don’t want to know that you get all your information from a single source.
I don’t want to know that you’ve never spent hours with your head buried in an encyclopedia.
I don’t want to know that your vote is based on how big your paycheck is.
I don’t want to know that you don’t know the difference between fact and opinion.
I don’t want to know that you consider science and mathematics the enemy.
I don’t want to know that years of research, study, statistical analysis, empirical evidence and observation mean nothing to you.
I don’t want to know that you have no idea what the previous statement even means.
I don’t want to know that you stop caring about your fellow human the moment they’re born.
I don’t want to know you don’t like animals.
I don’t want to know that you crush spiders even though they’re saving your world from destruction by insects.
I don’t want to know that you have a closet filled with weapons designed for war, to kill as many humans as possible in the shortest amount of time, and claim it’s for hunting.
I don’t want to know when your child is murdered at school, because the weapons in your closet are perfectly legal.
I don’t want to know that you think it’s okay to lock humans and children in cages.
I don’t want to know you’re clueless of how blessed you are, and you look down at others with so much less.
I don’t want to know that I was right about that something which bothered me, and I couldn’t put my finger on it.
I don’t want to know that you fell in love with someone you never met in just two days, and now you’re crushed and don’t want to live because they’ve blocked you.
I don’t want to know so many people can relate with that kind of relationship.
I don’t want to know that you hate anyone with a faith in a higher power.
I don’t want to know that you don’t even believe in yourself.
I don’t want to know that you claim not to be homophobic, but you’ll vote for someone that actively fights against my right to love who I choose.
I don’t want to know that you don’t realize voting has nothing to do with politics, and everything to do about how people live, work and survive.
I don’t want to know you don’t vote.
I don’t want to know anymore.
Before social media, I was so much more hopeful for our planet.
Before I knew, I thought we’d overcome just about everything.
Before I knew how diseased we were, I thought we were somewhat healthy.
I don’t want to know anymore.