I wanna smile and say something cheerful and positive right now, but the Treyvon Martin case here in American, and some of the comments that people are making that lack empathy and understanding about the thinly veiled racism here has got me down. From an early age I’ve experienced the sting of accusatory stares, condescending pity, ¬†and unfair treatment, and I’ve been through frightening situations that could have easily ended the way of his case. Sometimes it feels like there’s no hope for people to get over their fears of others, but I do have hope. I try to charge Transyltown with positive themes of peace and understanding between classes and kinds, and hope that it can do some kind of good for the hearts of others.