The marginalised, the fringe dwellers, the minorities of this world, might know what it feels like to be alone. Heck, we can stand being laughed at, we can stand people being rude to us but at the end of the day we’re on our own and it’s silent. It could be dangerous to feel alone. It may drive us crazy but more dangerously we might be tempted to go back to our old idiot-ways.
If we’re serious about ‘the greater good’ we have to find ways of NOT feeling alone and not feeling that it’s all pointless. If we’re a minorities we’ll gather together to form resistance groups of fellow escapees, to ease the loneliness. But we might need to have more than just a couple of hours on Tuesday nights.
If we’re serious about activism, if we want to get involved, it’s useful to the cause, useful for the company, it bolsters the spirit, but we live apart. Vegans in Australia are like emissaries spread out over the country, sowing seeds, but an emissary gets lonely, especially away from a city. This is one big personal challenge for most vegans, not changing our diet but changing our social life.
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