It's impossible, immoral even, for me to bury my head in the sand and pretend this is not happening. One path, I suppose, would be to join the peaceful protestors on the streets and add my voice to theirs. I am discouraged from such action, though, by the knowledge that I am of an age that is particularly vulnerable to the pandemic that is creating its own, concurrent pall of chaos and uncertainly that hangs over our cities. So I have settled for allowing the young and healthy to assume the risks that accompany social action and, quite possibly, disobedience to the ubiquitous curfew laws.
I can use my "pen." It's supposedly "mightier than the sword." I spend some time each day on social media, reposting articles that seem pertinent and useful and sharing my own opinions with those who'll listen to them. I do this in the realization that my audience is not only small, it consists almost entirely of people who already share my own persuasions. I do think it serves to hearten readers, perhaps to stimulate further "right thought" amongst my friends, and to help keep the fires of electoral zeal burning in anticipation of the coming election in November.
While it seems tame beside the courage required of so many on the streets, the Buddhist answer to my original question is perhaps the best that I can do: practice goodwill, empathy, compassion. Send out thoughts of goodwill and wishes for happiness even to those whose opinions I do not share and those whose actions I consider reprehensible. I scheduled a special session of my Wednesday group the other day precisely for this purpose, and I think we all felt better for the effort.
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I’m in the same boat as you Peter. At 74, and with asthma, my heart says “Go” but my head says “No”.
And so I practice the advice I give to any emerging artist that asks:
Do what you CAN do .... and do it the very best that you can.
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