The war room was heated. An odd assortment of people from around the world sat around a table arguing about what needed to be done. They had just voted down the last proposal- Adam’s proposal.

Adam did not give up. It couldn’t end this way.

Standing, he slammed his hands on to the desk. He cut quite the figure there with a carebears backpack, sunshine bear to be specific, and an optimistic smile.

“Nonsense, we can love them.” he said.

“They hate us for what we are and who we are. You think they would care if we offered them love? Do you think they are just waiting for a hug? You’re naive. Get with the program.”

He shook is head in disagreement.

“You’re wrong, wrong as can be. Every major religion speaks of the dangers inherent in answering violence. Escalation is the primary example, but bystanders can be hurt too. We need to show them that we care.” he said.

“You think anyone could’ve stopped Hitler with acceptance. It doesn’t work that way. I’m sorry, I wish it did but history will bear me out.”