Do the Right Thing
I’m going to preach now, you ready?
When I was at university there was a guy who was nicknamed Formerly Known As David, he didn’t want to be called David anymore because he was waiting for his operation that would help him become a woman. Why he wanted to do this was not only a mystery to me, it was also none of my business. I didn’t know him, had never spoken to him nor he to me, we moved in different circles, but I had seen him around campus dressed badly in a miniskirt he didn’t have the legs for and still walking like a man.
I lived with an insane welshman and two women but not in the biblical sense, we were just friends since we all started there so we got a place together in the second year. One of the women had a boyfriend who often spent time at our house. One day he brought up the subject of Formerly Known As David. He said he thought it was disgusting. I laughed, and said it wasn’t really any of his business, it was up to Formerly to choose his path whether others agreed with it or not.
This didn’t satisfy him though: “I tell you what, he’s going to find himself in trouble soon.” he said ominously.
“What sort of trouble?”
“There’s some people who are going to give him a beating!”
“Like who?” I asked, but I already knew the answer. He was referring to his mates, I knew them only through him and I didn’t like any of them as soon as I met them. “Your lads?” He didn’t reply but I could see by his face that I was right. “Ok, let me know when and I’ll turn up, but I’ll be on his side.”
He went red, “What? But you don’t know him.”
“Doesn’t matter, I’ve known people like your dickhead mates all my life, not one of them has got an ounce of guts. You let them know what I said, and if they’ve got any questions they know where I live.”
I left it at that and found it no surprise that Formerly went unharmed. I never told him what happened, never spoke to him nor he to me, we moved in different circles.
So, the moral of the story: You will doubtless be confronted with situations like this where you are faced with a majority view that you don’t agree with, that you know is wrong; it is far too easy to keep quiet and take the safe option. Have courage and be heard. I’m no tough guy, I’m not a hero but I will not stand by and see bad things happen to the innocent. Sometimes you have to stand up and say no, even when the rest of your community/friends/family shout you down.
Be strong, be brave and always do what you believe is right – and if there is nobody there to back you up, Breslin is there with you in spirit, always.
Here endeth the lesson.
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Hi, my name is Danny Breslin and I am a writer.
Admitting to being a writer is no easy thing; people look at you in a funny way, as if they are thinking, “Oh really? How come you haven’t got a proper job?” This is my proper job, I write. I have been ghostwriting blogs for the last couple of years with Mercian Castle and now I’m writing my first book: Me & Gus on the Roof of the World; the true story of a journey I took from Nepal to China across the Himalayan mountain range and how it all went totally wrong. It tells of my severe altitude sickness, paranoia, organ harvesting Tibetan gangsters, evil mind control experiments and facing a Chinese firing squad. But apart from that it was great!
This blog is the story of the journey from start to finish of the writing process. I hope that what I write here might inspire other new writers and first time novellists and maybe, just maybe, save me from having to get a proper job.
I’m Danny Breslin, I write, that’s how it is…
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