The utopia I envision is eons away and a hopeless dream, I acknowledge. But to me it is essential that at least some of us do our best to live that dream.

All; the rest is versions of failure. But just once could we dream? What can you imagine life might be like in that dream?

I contend that whatever you can dream and imagine is at least as worthwhile as reasons why it cannot work.

Life is a banquet -- and most poor suckers are starving to death -- Auntie Mame
You are born naked and everything else is drag - RuPaul