She lay down the pen and looked at her notes. Some might call her a snob for still using a fountain pen and paper. Some did actually. The nicest. Other words had been used to describe her. And yet…
To think that it was a thread, a discussion on social media that started her on this path almost a decade ago. The impasse the conversation reached made her realize that underneath the noise, the flaming and minatory comments, there was something to do. There was a change waiting to be brought upon.
So she bended her life to that aim; her thirst for this change made her do things she wasn’t supposed to. Well, things some people thought she wasn’t supposed to do. Sometimes social pressure was all it took to kill someone’s aspirations. Not her.
She didn’t let herself be distracted; she kept everything in line. She became an erudite… something people looked upon rather indifferently. It was what she applied her knowledge to that disturbed the well established powers. How many times did she fend off attackers? How many times had they tried to force her in a place of defensiveness? Every time she tried to turn the tables on them; sometimes she succeeded, sometimes not.
No matter how society had evolved. Sure people today had more freedom and rights than a century, two centuries before. But not all. She had spent 10 years sometimes gathering knowledge, sometimes scattering it across multiple platforms so people learned or at least heard some of what she had learned. The purpose was to rouse people; make them actors of their society. As once they were in ancient Greece. A 20th century philosopher called the man of Athens a ‘zoon politikon’ but observed that it was no longer the case.
She had attempted to force citizens to return to this frame of mind, instead of that of cattle, which is being force-fed inanities and untruths by power and media alike. Unsurprisingly she wasn’t popular.
Nevertheless, today she was doing the unthinkable; unthinkable for a woman even now. She gathered her notes and left the room. Today she would swear an oath to serve her people, to serve her country.
Maybe, just maybe change would come.
In response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #190
1. Unthinkable 2. Thread 3. Bend 4. Minatory (adj.)) menacing, threatening) 5. Social 6. Pen 7. Impasse 8. Bride 9. Erudite (adj.)) characterized by great knowledge, learned, scholarly) 10. Underneath 11. Scatter 12. Thirst