Them That Honour Me…

Honor

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

WHAT do you say after the shooting of 50 people, about a man who blames a president instead of the republicans and NRA for blocking the sale of automatic lethal killing machines to the American public?

At the moment I can’t walk, due to a roll-up with my dog and the sidewalk last week. Some nice young black male literally heard me screaming on the pavement, made a run to help me and took the nice clean stylish shirt off his back to use as a tourniquet on my bloody leg. He also called 911 from his cell phone, gave them his name and details and waited for me until the ambulance came.

I mention that he’s black, because my neighborhood has a reputation for racism, in particular against blacks, though who knows who else?  At first I worried that it would make me sound racist to mention it, but at this juncture, in a place where some people still fear and move away from young black men, no it doesn’t. It means that this young black man took a risk in helping me, a greater risk than most would do, and for that I honor him.

Back to the initial question — about what to do about such a man as Trump. At the moment all I can think to do is what I am planning to do in the next months.

As I see TRUMP signs go up in and around this neighborhood (besides the “Repeal the SAFE Act” signs) I am going to plant my own Anti-Trump signs at night. Planting Pro-Hillary may not get me anywhere, but at least Anti-Trump with some appropriate slur of his, could help.

I realize I risk getting shot by a gun nut, so I may have to stick to the grass by the sidewalks.

But I will do it stealthily, under cover of the dark.  For to say nothing is, as we all know, to be complicit.  And to be a writer who is silent — as I read somewhere once — is to be a liar. Now is the time — in light of all going on at the moment — to speak up for those that honor you.  Folks, let’s not roll over.  Rolling over will not save you.

 

About louisewleonard

Author of 52 Men, 2015. Excerpts in The Rumpus, Tin House, Fiction Advocate and Gargoyle.
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