I’m finding the futility of life oddly poetic today, given the most recent acts of violence in Dallas. Carved into the hard grain of reality is a word that people seldom know how to pronounce: accountability. Whether we are directly affected by events or not is moot. We are all in some way accountable because we are all a part of the system that perpetuates the problem. Idealism used incorrectly is just an excuse not to be accountable. Change begins with each of us and because of us, not in spite of us.