The human brain is a marvellous instrument of joy and expressiveness. Through it we laugh, learn, share, make, fuck, love, like and thrive.
But sometimes things go askew. And sometimes they go askew by themselves, and sometimes they get pushed in the direction of askew.
And when those who get pushed realise not only what’s happening but also who’s happening, sometimes more than askew is committed: sometimes grand injustice, too.
In order that this must not happen to all the intelligent people who share this rock, and when I say intelligent people I mean everyone I’ve ever met, we must surely do everything in our power to communicate and understand and like and love each other more fully.
As Michael Collins, a wise person from Ireland, once famously said: “Let us be judged for what we attempted rather than for what we achieved.”
And that force of individual and collective will is surely something we all should emulate if we are to ensure realities are shared not denied; truths are exchanged not hidden; lives can thrive not survive; people can become the intelligences they were born to become and not the sadnesses of spirit and broken existences we so often see.
“Nothing about us without us,” they do say.
Another clarion call: “We will remember.”
And finally, I would myself humbly suggest: “When mad wants good more than bad allows, question your understanding of mad.”
Whatever my story really is, whatever the injustice or inexactitude carried out against my dear cousin and – if in my case – my own person too, the real takeaway needs to be one of future solidarity in community and society and culture and politics and art and education and business.
Let us not waste the life of a single individual.
Measure us by our ambition.
And strive to thrive.