Willing the well-being of the other means politics. If our neighbor is being exploited, made homeless, scapegoated, imprisoned and/or crushed by the social and economic arrangements of society, then willing his or her well-being means trying to change those arrangements. Love without politics is sentimentality.
"Yes," I said, "I can handle that."
"And your neighbor," he added, "Is Mbotubu Lombombo."
"No problem," I said.
"And Ivan Schnotsaliski," he went on.
"And Pierre Thibadault," he added (seeing that I was from Maine).
"Yes, I can handle that."
"And Donald Trump," he said finally.
And I went away very sorrowful.