I wrote a song for her immediately after hearing the news, recorded it the following morning, and pulled together a youtube video from NYTimes and local news footage. But I can't get this tragic incident out of my head!
I have many thoughts (as she once said)...
- I want to meet her. I want to shake her hand and tell her that she inspires me. Then I want to play my song for her. This is much easier said than done, of course, but I'm working on it.
- I wish the US would STOP firing drone missiles into Pakistan. I fear that this is only radicalizing more people in the Middle East and causing more chaos and harm than good.
- This war on terror is a farce. More like a war OF terror. The notion of American exceptionalism is repugnant to me.
- REDEMPTIVE VIOLENCE DOES NOT AND CAN NOT EXIST. Violence redeems nothing.
- I've always been the first to defend my way of life - my art & activism, my contribution to society, etc. But in the wake of this attack, I can't help but think I'm not doing enough.
- But what more can I do? Ought I to change course? These are crippling thoughts.
- Malala went to school every day, knowing that the Taliban could make her a target. She lived without fear. She is my hero.
- I have way too much privilege for my own good. I live a nerfy life. Could I ever muster the courage to stand against the Taliban? What more can I do?
- EDUCATION IS IMPORTANT. It's all Malala wanted. And it's an option for future employment that I've bounced around in my mind...
- My music is also important. I hope that Malala will one day hear the song that I wrote for her. I hope that the WORLD will hear my new album, it NEEDS to hear this stuff.
- I love you. I love Malala. I love the Taliban. I love Barack Obama. But we are all broken, hurting, violent, and sometimes evil people. Total depravity is a huge bummer.
- Malala is constantly in my thoughts and prayers. As is world peace. But I'm not just a dreamer. I'm a fucking doer.
- Speaking of which, there are lots of dishes waiting for me in the morning. So it's off to bed for me.