Complicity Should I pay for food? For pretty lights and clothes that fit, for shoes to work in and juice to drink? Or does that make me complicit? To give fuel for a machine that runs fine without me, but is added to by my life’s blood? Am I complicit, if I sell something I make, because another is fueled by it? Is it my responsibility to know all that is and can be done with what I give and is taken? And if it isn’t, then can I truly be called Complicit? Is my life a sacrifice for good when no good can come of it? And if it is, is keeping that life alive and growing the same as being Complicit? Is being complicit intent, or is it action alone? Is being complicit the same as being responsible? Am I responsible? Is it better to be responsible and complicit, or powerless and innocent? Is it better to hope to have the power for change even when you know you can’t (or won’t) use it? Or is it better to have no hope at all, if only to avoid the guilt of being Complicit?
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