Last night I went with David and some friends to see "The Laramie Project" at the university. Both the play and the production were very impressive and moving. David and I were near Laramie, Wyoming (on the way to visit a friend in Cheyenne) in 1998, about two months before Matthew Shepard died as a victim of homophobic violence. I don't know what else to say, except that we need to generate as much as love as possible to make up for all the hatred that's in the world.