“It’s easier to fool people
                                        than to convince them that
                                            they have been fooled.”
                                                                                      -Mark Twain-

Her name is Karen.
So now ignorance leads,
as we cling to the lie—
that a name is a punchline
A slur for the smug.
A lazy label
used by the “tolerant”
to mock the mom
who speaks too loudly,
or the woman
who dares to ask questions.

How brave of you.
To preach against stereotypes
while crafting your own.
Cancelling comedians
but applauding your friend
for calling someone a “racist”
only because she asked for a receipt.

Is this the justice
you keep hashtagging about?
Where judgment is noble
as long as the target
checks the right boxes?
Where prejudice is progress,
when it’s dressed
in your flavor of outrage?

You call it commentary.
I call it cowardice—
mockery masked
with a smug grin
and no spine to own it.

If we’re really building
a society where people
are judged by character—
not color, not gender,
not age, not names—
then let’s be consistent.

Don’t quote Martin Luther King Jr.
in your Instagram bio
while ignoring his dream
in your conversations.
Quit excusing cruelty
just because it fits your feed.

Every “Karen”
is still a human being—
some of them great moms,
kind neighbors,
hardworking professionals
who don’t deserve
your viral venom.

A name doesn’t define someone.
Your actions do.

So grow up.
Be better.
Or stop pretending
you ever cared
about justice
to begin with.