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Random semi-rhetorical question to self for further perusal when not sleep deprived:
How does one reconcile the passionate need to fight for justice (especially when that justice is one's own, or that of loved ones) with the practical necessity of putting up with people who either don't believe that one deserves said justice, or who don't consider it enough of a priority to fight for?
(food for thought: deciding to not pick up a gauntlet for one battle does not mean one is conceding the war.)
(addenda: perhaps it's the perception that the small battles are the only ones that can be won without visible allies. And since the small battles are more numerous than the larger ones, day to day existence can seem like constantly putting out small fires.)
How does one reconcile the passionate need to fight for justice (especially when that justice is one's own, or that of loved ones) with the practical necessity of putting up with people who either don't believe that one deserves said justice, or who don't consider it enough of a priority to fight for?
(food for thought: deciding to not pick up a gauntlet for one battle does not mean one is conceding the war.)
(addenda: perhaps it's the perception that the small battles are the only ones that can be won without visible allies. And since the small battles are more numerous than the larger ones, day to day existence can seem like constantly putting out small fires.)
