Three words have been weighing heavily on my mind lately: unconscionable, outrage, and cynicism. I haven't used unconscionable too often in my life; it's an extreme and unforgiving descriptor. But in the last year (okay, the last decade really, but you have to let go sometime), unconscionable has been a steady mantra cycling through my brain. When unconscionable crosses my mental landscape, its fellow travel companion, outrage, is always at its side. And their favorite destination these days is the state of cynicism.READ»
