The man was in his seventies. By this time in his life, he couldn’t walk long distances and used a wheelchair when he needed to go out. There was an anticipated demonstration that he had been reading about in the news over the past several weeks. The foundations of his country, being diminished each day, the concepts of freedom and justice started to escape the culture, to be replaced by an ersatz righteousness, the means of which was anything but. This day in particular, the demonstration was to be held outside the local university campus where a man was giving a speech that the protesters deemed hate speech. The man giving the speech was simply speaking about preserving the culture of the land in which he himself grew up in. The elderly man questioned the motives of the need to silence anyone. He was even more surprised when he discovered the topic of the speech, which everyone deemed hate speech. The man speaking was simply saying that we must follow laws. This particular day was a beautiful day. The setting of the story is in the country’s south, in the desert. So, saying it was beautiful means that it was cooler than normal and the sun was in cover. When he was dropped off in front of the campus by taxi cab, he collected his wheelchair from the trunk of the car. He couldn’t believe that anyone in their right mind could harm an old man in a wheelchair and so felt safe coming to this demonstration by himself. He had family but they were miles away, different parts of the country. He felt safe as he paced slowly down the campus sidewalk until the demonstration was in his view. patriotic elderly man waving countries flag, is attacked by those who share different ideas. - From my Book Fables of Good Will.
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