I've ripped my heart out trying to get the tree to understand why it bothers me so. And still I end up in the same place, twiddling my thumbs like some idiot, only becoming that apple that falls the farthest from the tree. I'm tired of standing alone in the fight against racial ignorance. I should go find some pears that fell from their tree so far away that they too could not go back. I'm talking about fruit now. I'm crazy.