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Bored out of my mind, I was 1o years old when I read Esther Forbes’ Johnny Tremain, and I’ve been intrigued with the notion of revolution ever since. But no matter how much I read about it, growing from childhood readings of Lloyd Alexander and Isaac Asimov, to adult study of the civil rights movements, Cuba and South Africa, revolution always seemed to be something that was to be reflected upon (in the past) or – in the case of Asimov’s Foundation - looked forward to (in the future). At the very least, rebellion and revolution only seemed to occur in far-away lands and distant locations. Locations I plan to visit one day, but much like Truman Burbank, I’d yet to find the opportunity.
For decades, we’ve quoted the words of the great Doctor King, ”Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.” Many of us have spoken up about atrocities overseas or otherwise removed from our sphere of influence; largely ignoring those who say we shouldn’t complain. It’s almost as if the battle became over whether or not we should frown upon the blatant abuses occurring around the world, often by US(A). As long as that battle waged on, the concept of standing up to abuse – you know… revolution – remained something to be thought about at a later time. You know, right now we’re just fighting for our right to complain.