“I am a star at rest, my daughter,” answered Ramandu …
“In our world,” said Eustace, “a star is a huge ball of flaming gas”
“Even in your world, my son, that is not what a star is but only what it is made of”
C.S.Lewis The Voyage of the Dawn Trader
America is made of weak and sinning humans, as have been all societies throughout history.
But that is just what we are made of.
What we are is that of your own making. You can be filled with hate or filled with love, accepting of character or prejudiced based on the color of skin or ideology, a seeker of unity or a divider, a seeker of peace, or purveyor of violence. You decide.