It is easy to look around and see unfairness. The innocent and underserving wrestle with overwhelming illness while the unhealthy live lives of careless abandonment. The lazy and conniving succeed what hardworking individuals toil in behind the scenes. Polite drivers usually take more time in getting from A to Z. Whatever justice is around us seems to be weak and at times non existent.
I watched a bully seize the moment and trample on the one unable to defend himself. The domination was total and overwhelming. Even with an inclination to do something, it was hard to know what to do. Having been in that position before, it is easy to imagine the thoughts running through his mind. From the expression, I could hear his frustration and anger towards God; “You declared a holiday for all his enemies, and they’re celebrating for all they’re worth.” (Psalm 89.42)
As I reflect on the victim as well my role as things played out, I am reminded of the following.
Life is full of unfairness. While there are degrees, to anyone caught in the middle of an unfair situation it is ugly, difficult, and very often painful. There is little benefit in ranking or quantifying the level of unfairness. Each situation and individual serves of empathy, compassion, and care.
Being on the receiving end of unfairness does not mean that one (I) need to be a victim. I can choose to respond with respect even as I am being disrespected. I can choose how I want to deal with others. The answer to something bad does not need to be equally bad. Goodness is a viable alternative.
When I witness unfairness there is always something I can do. It was vary depending on the dynamics but there is something. Doing nothing is essentially the same as endorsing the act of unfairness. From empathizing with the one touched, to calling out the act for what it is, to taking a stand and confronting the bully directly, there are options.
In the best and worst of life, hope and compassion live.
