Rebels Without A Caucus
There is a good reason congresspeople are elected to represent a single district, not occupy a political position.
The world is full of suffering and injustice.
(If you haven’t noticed this yet, I apologize. But I bet you have.)
Most people get through their lives, in the more affluent areas of the world anyway, by trying their utmost not to think about it.
Others harden themselves to it. They hide behind an angry wall of uncaring, in mortal terror that if they let in even the slightest bit of compassion for suffering and injustice, it will tear them apart, limb from limb; like trying to drink from a fire hose.
They are right to think so; it will.
In still other places, where suffering and injustice are more pronounced, sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof. A struggle for survival leaves little time for the type of navel-gazing contemplation required to wrap a human mind around the magnitude of suffering in the world.
Luckily for all of us, we share the world with yet another type of person: The one who sees that the world is full of suffering and injustice, is able to rise above the suffering and injustice they have faced in their own life situation; and they endeavor to do something about it.