Oh, another thing, something I wanted to note but forgot because I got carried away: I absolutely don't want to mention my experience with being kicked from Fac

Oh, another thing, something I wanted to note but forgot because I got carried away: I absolutely don't want to mention my experience with being kicked from Facebook, or any mobbing attempts I may have found myself a target of, in the same breath as the trauma of not knowing whether some people you know and love may have got killed. And I also didn't mean the video of 100 people being jerks in Portland as some kind of response to the protest your friends went to. I hope it doesn't read that way in the first place, but it can't hurt to state it, which I planned to and then forgot. I remember when a woman I was interwebs friends with casually mentioned about a bombing in Israel "oh hey, that's a bus stop I drive past on my way to work every day". It's silly, because I'm an adult and I have an imagination, but just that tiny bit of personal connection made the situation feel vastly more real for me, and kinde sent me reeling for a bit (I may have had a little crush on her tbh). And that was after I already knew she was okay. And I knew she lived in Israel, and that bad things happen there too often, so why would it make a difference that the bus stop was on her way to work? It makes no sense, but it made all the difference to me, like seeing it for the first time. So I can not even imagine how that must have been for you, not to mention your friends. I have the utmost respect and sympathy for that, and my response wasn't intended as some kind of "yes yes, sure, BUT!"