The sadness is that we will meekly go on our way to the ovens without complaint, but with great feats of perspicuity we will describe the process, right down to the color or our murderer's shoes. At the last minute each will wonder, "Why didn't I fight?"
The sadness is that we will meekly go on our way to the ovens without complaint, but with great feats of perspicuity we will describe the process, right down to the color or our murderer's shoes. At the last minute each will wonder, "Why didn't I fight?"
I think we absolutely should fight. I am seeing more and more people who dare speak about it, overcoming the fear of being mocked. There are so many more people who want to remain human than the ones who dream of turning the entire world into their private robot show!
The sadness is that we will meekly go on our way to the ovens without complaint, but with great feats of perspicuity we will describe the process, right down to the color or our murderer's shoes. At the last minute each will wonder, "Why didn't I fight?"
I think we absolutely should fight. I am seeing more and more people who dare speak about it, overcoming the fear of being mocked. There are so many more people who want to remain human than the ones who dream of turning the entire world into their private robot show!
Well said. Effective imagery. I hope this acts as A Call to Quills.