When I read your comment along with others, to advocate and to have advocated, knowing this moment is in part framed by the technologies of “communication” as typed, can leave me in awe of discovering said site. But also without a verbal, an oral way to hear where my emphasis is, then I wonder (as I type this the seclusions, the wards, the yuk of the experiences encountered) requires one to go beyond. To hear or be in crowds or groups who choose the simplicity of words to realize race, or then in terms of writing as sharp declininations (Black versus White, or black to white as a range of grays) can be confusing as to the bias one can think. If I were thinking about how one might experience “light” or enlightenment from the painter’s perspective, could the argument be realized in terms of exclamation points? To be with and of the heart requires a great deal of being human. Oddly, when we realize the level of the other perspectives aligned with potential embarrassment, by the very words of mental health treated and treatment, there seems to be a point, whereby enough lines have been drawn in the sand. Tks!