I’ve been riding the train in lately. I look around and I see folks with their children, their groceries, their lives. On days it rains, we all get soaked. There is a Herculean effort to move self and possessions from place to place. Here is one of those points of segregation… looking out the window at the cars, cars that offer access to the land of plenty.
To be poor is to be ground upon. It is a struggle, and there is contempt.
The worst sort of prejudice is the prejudice that is so embedded we don’t know it’s there. It’s the default assumption… It is the assumption… It is thinking that we know yet not knowing… It becomes a filter and we see the world through it. When I live your life only then can I understand. I wonder if this was what Jesus was about really… maybe he understood that only by giving up profit, by sharing until each has as much as the other, only then can we understand the burdens of that “other.” Jesus didn’t advocate the halfway measure… Until we live that other life we cannot know its meaning.
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I think it only makes sense to seek out and identify structures of authority, hierarchy, and domination in every aspect of life, and to challenge them; unless a justification for them can be given, they are illegitimate, and should be dismantled, to increase the scope of human freedom.
Noam Chomsky
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