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Occupy #10 – His Body Was Broken for Us

“No doubt it is an important rite of passage to a fuller humanity to become, at least for a few terrifying moments, just another body to be beaten.” I found this very fascinating quote within an otherwise fairly aimless article Protest in the Driver’s Seat. The fuller context of the article deals with being beaten as an activist: “Few events in a young activist’s life are as memorably disturbing as the first time you look into cop’s eyes a few anxious inches from your face and find only robotic murderous hatred staring back at you.”

I can’t help but think of the correlations with the suffering of Christ in Christianity. “By his stripes we are healed.”

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Writer. In the summers, I live and work in the incredible state of Alaska, in the bush community of McCarthy; I pass the winters in the Santa Cruz Mountains of California. I'm working on a memoir-based nonfiction book on the American Dream. I blog, quite frequently, and I also have a novel in process, set in Alaska.

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