The calculation everyone made before parting their lips, before setting fingers to keys: how important was it to say? You glanced at the crib in the corner, at your child sprawled on the rug with their toys.
Very few sentences to describe the downward spiral of why people slowly stop fighting when being faced with the onset of totalitarian structures. Probably better to remain silent, because your child's life is worth more than raising your voice in this one instance that might not even make a difference.
