I’m sitting with something I can’t shake.
The headlines are blaring again — this time about a U.S. strike on Iran, ordered by President Trump. There’s talk of retaliation. Of deterrence. Of “measured responses.” There’s always talk. Always spin.
And always, somehow, it’s the rest of us who carry the weight.
I don’t claim to be an expert in foreign policy. But I know what it feels like to read the news and not know what to think — to toggle between dread and hope, cynicism and the faintest thread of belief that maybe, just maybe, this time it’ll be different.
Because here’s the truth: This could be catastrophically awful.
Or maybe, optimistically, it makes the world safer — a surgical strike that neutralizes a real threat before it grows.
But what’s unbearable is that we don’t actually know. And the people making these decisions — the ones playing chess with human lives — they often don’t know either.
And worse?
I don’t trust the man in charge.
Not with this. Not with the stakes this high. Not when the game has no reset button.
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We are teetering on the edge of something.
Not just geopolitically — spiritually.
It feels like the whole world is begging us to turn down the temperature.
To be smart.
To be compassionate.
To be in it for the right reasons.
To be evolved.
I don’t mean “soft.” I don’t mean weak. I mean evolved — in the way a surgeon uses precision instead of brute force. In the way a parent diffuses a tantrum with presence, not punishment. In the way real strength means restraint, and real wisdom means knowing what you don’t know.
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When did war become the default? When did diplomacy become naive? When did the idea of global cooperation turn into a punchline?
It doesn’t have to be this way. We can be better. Smarter. Braver — not in the swaggering way, but in the deeper, quieter way that actually sustains life.
So here’s my ask — of myself, of you, of anyone reading this who still believes that peace isn’t weakness, that empathy isn’t a liability:
Let’s not go numb.
Let’s keep asking the hard questions. Let’s resist the pull of blind nationalism and righteous fire. Let’s demand leadership that reflects our highest values, not our lowest instincts.
Because the future is always being written in real time. And right now, it feels like we’re at a fork in the road —between destruction and evolution.
Let’s choose wisely.
