I used to think that doing nothing was much easier then doing the right thing.

And then I realized what a burden it must be to have to tell yourself every single day that you didn’t donate food to the food bank or one of those Scout Troops or kid’s sports team leagues because ‘ you were to busy ‘ to drop a can of soup into a barrel.

It had nothing to do with the fact that you just don’t CARE enough to drop a can of food into a barrel.

But that’s what you have to tell yourself every single day.

That conversation must have gotten old for you ages ago.

Over the weekend a friend of my husband’s asked why he was out protesting a Hate Group when ‘ it’s not that much of a problem you know’ my husband’s friend said.

I’m sorry, if you’ve ever had just one person jab their finger in your face and say you don’t deserve to live because you’re a race mongrel it’s a HUGE problem.

I’ll be honest, I used to think it was easier just to ignore bigotry too because dealing with it can be a real danger to you and your home and your family.

But now I think it’s much easier to deal with a Mob of guys wearing hoods on their heads or with Swastikas tattooed on their arms and shaved into their hair then it is to live with the knowledge you told a friend to accept that they should spend the rest of their life hiding behind a locked door watching American Idol and ‘relaxing’ then to try to do their best to bring dignity and safety into the lives of their friends and family and community.

It must be hard to know you just told a friend to pretend they don’t exist, that in a way they don’t really matter. What a waste of time it must be to tell yourself everytime you look at your friend’s face that you’re telling him he’s less entitled to human dignity then you are ‘for his own good’.

I’ve changed my mind, it might be harder to do right, but when I think on it, I think its far more easier then doing nothing at all.