With the wisdom of Elie Wiesel who said, “There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice, but there must never be a time when we fail to protest it,” a river of humanity moved and meandered far beyond the eyes could see through the streets of Los Angeles to protest injustice. Armenians and friends of Armenians marched in solidarity to acknowledge the one and half million lives perished at the hands of Ottoman Turkey in a genocidal attempt to systematically cleanse their identity. The few Armenians who survived the persecutions and who were forced to disperse throughout the globe, rose again to preserve their brave ancestry that never failed to prove their nation’s roots in Christianity.
There is a short story of a man at a bar who boasted of his unattached rootlessness to any country while others were demonstrating their extreme national and patriotic emotions. Later in the evening, after a few drinks, one man spoke harshly and criticized a small principality in one of the countries of the Balkans. The man without a country clenched his fist because he would not endure the insult to the place where he was born.