Not Everyone’s Voice Should Be Heard

401 Highway, Ontario, Canada

I was driving home last night, on Canada Day, after enjoying a socially distant celebration with my friends Ryan and Anne-Marie on one of those perfect early summer nights. The 401 stretched on, there was barely another car or truck in sight. The landscape was sun dappled and golden. All of the fields were gorgeous, full and that perfect green that you only get right at the tip of summer. It was magic. I saw another thing on…