Just a Place

“I stopped caring about politics a while ago. I don’t agree with them, but I just have to live my life.”

This is the aspect of political spectatorship that everyone seems to miss. Not everyone is politicized. Most people have opinions, but like in any place, daily life is more important, more pressing, and more relevant. On some level when the reality is so harsh, it is easier to ignore. It is scarier, and it is easy to shove fear in a dark corner of the mind. The impetus is one of survival, not one of revolution. We can come in with our ideals and our activism and our passion and motivation but we can never fully understand the situation without being a part of it, without having grown up with it, without living it every single day. The longer we are here the more our understanding grows, but it can never be complete. Our perspective is always that of an outsider, no matter how connected we feel. And that is the difference. We feel the need to effect radical change because in the end, we are protected from even the worst of scenarios.

“As soon as there’s a war, you’ll be out of here.” Sad, but probably true. What vested interest to do I have in this place? It affects me because of what it is and who I am, but it is not my home and, in the end, I will always belong somewhere else. But those who don’t, those for whom this place is their home, they acknowledge that the problem exists but what, really, can they do about it? Without risking their entire livelihoods, nothing. At what point is such activism worth it?


One thought on “Just a Place

  1. Response to injustice where it is (not just in those places where and on those occasions when we choose to look for it)–even a small response–is important, it has value, it is part of our humanity. All politics is local and change can be effected one step and one place at a time. Think global, act local. (Okay, that’s my “motherly pearl” for the week! Love you!)

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