“I love my friends,” I say to a large group of All Lives Matter supporters. “Now, you notice how that statement doesn’t imply that I don’t love my family?” I ask, watching as they nod and agree. “Saying Black Lives Matter, in the same vein, does not mean that other lives don’t matter, it means we’re focussing on black lives given this time. Because like how sometimes I need to tell my friends individually I love them, sometimes we need to let black people their lives matter as individuals, rather than focussing on every life as a whole.” I watch as some ALM supporters start trying to argue, saying that BLM is a corrupted movement and using overgeneralization fallacies to argue against BLM’s importance, while others go silent and begin to realize that they are, in fact, the ones on the wrong side of history.