I think I can finally say what I have tried to avoid saying for quite a while: I wish I had never moved to America. I came from the “shithole” of Oxford in 1990, a hopeful immigrant. I have had my doubts about the place over the years, both from personal experience and the political landscape. But these doubts have intensified recently and I find myself in a state of daily disgust. The simplest thing I can say is that people (not everyone!) don’t grasp the difference between right and wrong: they are morally deficient. Then there is the brutality, stupidity, and inhumanity. Maybe I will move to Haiti.