The media yesterday were full of pictures and stories about students across the country walking out of class in remembrance of the seventeen killed in Parkland, Fla., two weeks ago. There were marches, prayer vigils, moments of silence, gatherings at memorials … and signs everywhere. Demands for safer schools, fewer guns, photos of those who died. I could not have sympathized more with their cause, with the anger, grief, and fear that drove them.
Yet I was also saddened in a different way, knowing how sincere and motivated they were but also knowing how utterly futile their demonstrations probably were. There are deaf ears and blind eyes — broken moral compasses — in government that refuse to acknowledge the will of the people. And until these young people are old enough to vote, nothing they say or do is likely to matter. Nevertheless I am very, very proud of them.
I wish them all the best and hope they fare better in the coming political wars than their parents and grandparents have.