I have a dream in which we are all marathon winners. We are done running. We have medals and confetti and cake. It’s a joyous time, and whether we finished the

I have a dream in which we are all marathon winners. We are done running. We have medals and confetti and cake. It’s a joyous time, and whether we finished the race in four hours or fourteen hours doesn’t matter, because we have all finished it. That’s my dream! Right now, though, right now some of us are moving at a good pace, while others aren’t even moving in the right direction. Some of us are incapable of moving on our own. Others are being held back. Helping those who are struggling most right now makes sense, right? You wouldn’t interrupt a marathon to object that encouraging the slowest runner isn’t fair, since the dream is for everybody to have a medal and cake.