I just have this thing about injustice. Everybody hates the big injustices - I know. But I hate even the little injustices, even the way a salesclerk treats somebody who is shabbily dressed and happens to go into a nice store.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
It isn't hard to find injustice around us, but we must not let injustice smear the good deeds that do occur everyday.
To be honest, I used to hate shopping. I rarely left a store without crying, cursing my body, and swearing under my breath at the fashion industry.
I hate prejudice, discrimination, and snobbishness of any kind - it always reflects on the person judging and not the person being judged. Everyone should be treated equally.
Justice is sweet and musical; but injustice is harsh and discordant.
Justice is my being allowed to do whatever I like. Injustice is whatever prevents my doing so.
I hate injustice, and I can't help but speak against it. But I don't want to get involved in politics.
Well you know, all law is about injustice.
I grew up with injustice and could do nothing about it. But once in America, I had freedom of choice.
When I see a blatant injustice, I can't keep quiet. I've been that way since I was a little kid.
Injustice is relatively easy to bear; what stings is justice.