We've been through a lot this week. This month. This year. Most of it makes running off to the mountains or the ocean seem nice, if not necessary. Most of it is sad, sad. What's going on at the University of Missouri, and at Yale, is heavy. It's remarkable that, when stripped down to their core, people show both the most incredible cruelty, and absolute goodness. People can be overtaken entirely with hate, and entirely with hope. The New Yorker's Jelani Cobb suggests that there are no longer any safe spaces. It certainly seems like colleges and universities--schools and churches and the streets we run--are no longer comfort zones. But we've got to keep talking: if there's any hope for empathy, there just needs to be communication. There is no empathy without speaking, and without empathy, there isn't anything.