There is a pattern, a rhythm so loud it drowns out even the most painful truths of America’s present moment. Every time an immigrant family crosses a border, the outrage machine roars to life. Every time a refugee seeks asylum, headlines scream, politicians pound fists, cameras flash, and angry crowds are mobilized. Yet when white supremacist violence leaves bodies in the street, when armed insurrectionists storm the Capitol, when another school shooting devastates a community, the very same voices fall eerily silent.