Prescription for Conscription

To lift one’s pen or to raise one’s voice in the midst of a multitude of pens and voices and expect to be heard or even rightly understood appears to be a somewhat futile task. Especially if one chooses to utter thoughts which are contrary to the voice of the majority. (which by the way, is also the voice which cried ‘Crucify Him! Crucify Him!) And it is so much easier to conform to type and to act like the dog which wags its tail regardless of which hand strokes his head. Rapidly we are...