25 Nov 06
A few lonely candles were placed on the cold concrete pavement. What did it mean for me?
Why did I choose to spend this Friday night on a vigil for three men who have broken the law?
Why would anyone choose to do that? Was it worth my time? Is their cause something to believe in?
Perhaps what they did, what they are doing, has something to do with me. Perhaps it’s not just a sideshow for me to ogle at.
They said they did it for our families, for our friends, for our country. Maybe it’s true. Why else would anyone choose this path?
They must believe fervently in their cause. Why else would a man sacrifice his career and reputation? Why else would a man put his lovely wife and children to the risk of ridicule and derision?
They must believe that the people can, and are worth fighting for. Why else would an elderly man in ill health put himself to hardship? Why would he sacrifice so?
They must believe that victory can be won, as perilous as the path can be. Why else would a man put his health at risk by starving himself? Why would he sacrifice so?
If they do so believe, should I just dismiss them out of hand? If they do so believe, shouldn’t I at least give them the respect they deserve? If they do so believe, shouldn’t I give them the support they need?
A few lonely candles were placed on the cold concrete pavement. I lighted one more. It was the least I could do.