One Is a Mandate

A fifteen year old girl, Malala Yousufzai, was granted a respite from her life in a London hospital and  released Thursday to the care of her parents. It's okay if you just went 'who?'

Malala Yousufzai doesn't hang out with Justin Bieber or shoe shop with Kim Kardashian and she probably doesn't have any idea of who Snooki is, or what that one's last name might be (can't help you sister, no clue myself though I think 'talentless' is her first name).

Malala Yousufzai's name was on every one's lips, for a moment or so, this previous October because of the infamous and perfidious injury done to her by cowards who murder others in the name of their God, which should please Her/Him, if s/he exists at all, no end.

The original news reports outlined an horrific crime of a magnitude your mind stops trying to contemplate it and looks for exit doors to attempt headlong flight from your skull. In a world populated with non-stop catastrophic, pornographic, vicious violence, the attempted mindless murder of this young woman over her desire and insistence on attending school is, and remains, beyond my comprehension.

Take another glance at the look on her face as she was exiting the hospital (she must return later and who knows how many more times for surgeries to repair damage the rest of us cannot even imagine), and tell me you believe, as I do, from the look in her eyes that she will win.

Actually, she has already won. She not only survived the attack but where before she was just one young woman trying to go to school, now she is a symbol for why Right Will Always Win and Why Wrong is Doomed.  میں ہو جائے گا، آپ کو سب نظر آئے گا میں سے ایک ہوں، میں ہوں، میں وہی ہوں.
-bill kenny