You know what? I love the Rebellion and I love the protagonists, but gosh, it must be SO tiring to be a Rebel. Palpatine was so deliberate in every single one of his actions and made such a huge Empire where it’s reaches were felt all over the galaxy. And the fight…the fight for freedom goes ever on and on, down from the road where it began…and it just NEVER ENDS.
How did they not throw in the towel, put up the white flag, or even sleep in for a day? It amazes me how people, when they really believe in a cause, will not rest until they get what they want.
It’s the same thing with the Rebellion in the Star Wars saga and will only continue in The Force Awakens. It makes me tired when I think about it. The constant fighting, the constant small victories, that feeling when you’ve finally gotten somewhere…only to find out that for everything you win, the Empire still seems to be going strong.
Sometimes it really makes me feel inadequate, but other times I feel really, really blessed. I can sleep in on weekends. I can go to bed without fear of a bomb dropping on my head. I’m not forced to leave my home and the place I love.
The Rebels never really rested. They believed in fighting the Empire with all they had and they will continue to do so in Episode VII and beyond.
So on this Friday, in my own small way, I want to raise a glass to those out there, right now, right this moment, that are fighting for what their cause and are not giving up against tyranny and terrorism, who don’t have the luxury of sleeping in, and who don’t have a home.
If Star Wars teaches us anything, it teaches us that you have to keep fighting for what you believe in, even if the odds are against you. Because there is always hope in the goodwill and kindness of strangers, in humanity doing the right thing, even if it feels like a never ending battle.