For the most part, I do not like to throw my political views out for the world to dissect. There is enough of my opinion in other areas to scrutinize. I do not hide my social, philosophical, or religious thought. However, I do like to keep the aim of my rhetoric focused upon the individual more than the collective. The reason for that is that I believe reaching out to one person is more apt to make a change in that individual than scattering the seeds of change across the vastness of an unknown field. I would beg another that may have a stronger voice speak to the multitudes.

I prefer to not jump on a bandwagon or shout from the rooftops. My voice will remain subtle and hopefully waft as a whisper to a fetching ear. Over the years I have noticed that people tend to lean in to hear a soft voice and shy away from the shout of another. There is a time and place for both voices. There is also, sometimes, a need to rise above mere voices to place the thoughts into actions. Yet I have had my battles and protests that have left their scars both emotionally and physically. I am now too old to be beaten and the smoke of teargas causes tears crying for reason.

Even though I do not march or carry a sign it is not due to a lack of empathy to a cause. Where I might be as a shadow on the wall it is merely because I am an observer often lost in introspection as to how the politics of the day are relevant to me. No, I will not shout a slogan simply because you ask it of me. I would first have to ask if that is the voice I wish to be heard from my lips. My silence should not be viewed as an acquittal of injustice nor acceptance of an action, simply reflection. I would hope that you might ask your questions of me. Yet also hope that you would hear my answers.