Sometimes you wake up, turn on the news, and think: “Did I finish in the 1950s?“. Sometimes it seems that some events in history are destined to be repeated in an eternal loop, and there’s no way out.
What completely shocks me in the Ferguson case was summed up in a tweet I saw today: “Never in my life I have been so scared of those who are supposed to “protect” me”.
I’m not going to talk about the events in detail, or about what’s happening now in Ferguson and Berkeley. You can find that on the news and especially on Twitter – that becomes one of the best means of communication in situations like this -.
I’m just going to say that an unarmed 18 years old boy was massacred – because 6 shots it’s not just murder, it’s buchering – by a police officer, and that this man was not convicted. He even said in an interview “I know I did my job right“.
A friend of mine posted this “To Kill a Mockingbird”‘s quote on Facebook:
“Atticus—” said Jemm bleakly. He turned in the doorway. “What, son?” “How could they do it? How could they?” “I don’t know but they did it. They’ve done it before and they did it tonight and they’ll do it again and when they do it—seems that only children weep.”
and that reminded me how precious this book is. How many times I would recommend it and even give it as a gift.
“To Kill a Mockingbird” is above the concept of “liking it” or not, it’s what it means, it’s what it communicates. If you judge this book like a common one, if you analize the plot like the one of a normal novel, you have missed everything. It’s like “Guernica” by Picasso, it’s art above art.
“I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It’s when you know you’re licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and see it through no matter what.”
“Simply because we were licked a hundred years before we started is no reason for us not to try to win.”
“Atticus said to Jem one day, “I’d rather you shot at tin cans in the backyard, but I know you’ll go after birds. Shoot all the blue jays you want, if you can hit ‘em, but remember it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.” That was the only time I ever heard Atticus say it was a sin to do something, and I asked Miss Maudie about it. “Your father’s right,” she said. “Mockingbirds don’t do one thing except make music for us to enjoy. They don’t eat up people’s gardens, don’t nest in corn cribs, they don’t do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That’s why it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.”
“I think there’s just one kind of folks. Folks.”
“You just hold your head high and keep those fists down. No matter what anybody says to you, don’t you let ’em get your goat. Try fightin’ with your head for a change.”