This danger lurking everywhere
has created new complicities,
new tenderness, new solidarities.
Before, no one ever said a word;
now we talk to one another. We
all know exactly why we're there.
The Chief Justice of the United States Supreme Court sounds poised to portray again the posture of the good man who no longer pretends not to see injustice and yet who does nothing. He is ill positioned to adopt that pose, because he has accepted the ultimate post of obligation. In arguments before his Court this week he demanded of a lady arguing for justice, if her client did not already have enough friends, as if such a circumstance might absolve him of ignoring manifest injury.
To the Friend Who
Did Not Save My Life
Linda Coverdale, translation