I have a friend that lives in the U.S. on a student visa. She is from Pakistan. The other day she told me how much she loves America. She loves it because no matter what titles each individual may have, he identifies himself as an American above all else. He may be Lutheran or Mormon, African American or Hispanic, republican or democrat, but despite all of those titles he is an American first and foremost. Despite all our differences, there is at least one thing that unites us. And that one thing--that one title--we share reminds us that we are in this together.
After our conversation, I wondered why we don't feel the same about our membership in humanity. Why are we not able to transcend all our titles and realize that we are human. Why are we unable to see that despite being gay or straight, black or white, poor or rich, American or Iranian, we are human above all else? Why do our differences keep us from acknowledging our similarities?
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