Saturday, November 14, 2015

No Exit

Dude.  Far out.
  I was talking with a friend about 2 weeks ago who came here to do conflict resolution training.

  Discussing how often conflict here runs to violence, often lethal violence, we reflected that when someone tries to take what you and your family need to live (like a plot of land the size of our bedroom) what do you do?  They've only taken it because they already bought off the police, and by the time a court case could be heard you'd've long-since starved.  I understand.

  We, on the other hand, always have an exit.  We have a western passport.  Affluence affords the luxury of gentleness and idealism.

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