Last night, I finally finished the John Grisham nonfiction book The Innocent Man, which has been sending me off to bed with despair for the atrocities that occur in America's police stations, courtrooms, and prisons. Just when I'd all but entirely lost faith in humanity and our legal system, things started turning around for Ron Williamson and Dennis Fritz, thanks to the efforts of some honest and upstanding citizens (they do exist!).
Ultimately, the book left me with two realizations.
1. In the face of overwhelming adversity and what seems like a hopelessly unjust situation, even one person struggling for what's right can make a difference. It is imperative that we fight for freedom, whether it is our own, or someone else's, even if it seems futile. And it is even more imperative that we continue to fight, until we have realized our goal. There will always be injustice and hatred and pain, but that doesn't mean we should accept it. I think that the most important thing we can do with our lives is to fight.
2. John Grisham is not only one of the two popular writers I adore, but he is also a good looking man.
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