Without stopping, the white soldier reaches down and picks up Bow Boy. Cradles the child in one arm. And the white soldier keeps running. He's running towards the faraway hills. Toward those faraway trees. Toward cover. Toward safety. Carrying an Indian child, a white soldier is running with Indians.
I can't believe it. It can't be true. But it is true.
That white soldier, a small saint, is trying to save Bow Boy.
I wonder if the other escaping Indians see this. I wonder if it gives them hope. I wonder if this act of love makes it easier for them to face death.
In the midst of all this madness and murder, one soldier has refused to participate.
Sherman Alexie, Flight (2007)
"in the midst of madness, one soldier has refused to participate": let them stay week, revolutionary thought of the day, and other coincidences
Don't you love it when everything comes together? It's Let Them Stay Week 2014, I'm thinking about the US war resisters in Canada, and about war resistance in general. And I'm reading a terrific youth novel, Flight, by Sherman Alexie, both fast-paced and rich with insight and meaning. And I come upon this passage. And if this doesn't qualify as a Revolutionary Thought of the Day, I don't know what does.