On the day after the massacre here in Norway, I am speechless – there are no words for what I’m feeling.
I was going to link to this article yesterday:
It’s even more relevant today.
Martin Luther King said to her: “You cannot leave. It can wait. It’s part of history now. This man has made this show that projects 300 years from now. This is who we are and we are beginning here, and you’re representing us. You cannot leave because nobody can replace you. Only you.”
I would love to believe that Star Trek “projects 300 years from now”.
Right now I can’t.
Yet I can hope. And wish. And I do.