By Chris Deacon
You can spend years trying to do the right thing. Make sacrifices. Tell the truth. Stay the course. Trust the wheels of justice. And still find yourself wondering if any of it mattered.
The money always wins. The politics always realign. There’s no reform strong enough to hold against it.
Maybe that’s what’s hardest to accept — not that it’s corrupt, but that it’s immovable Too big, too entangled, too dependent on its own dysfunction to change.
Maybe the harder question isn’t why the system won’t change,
but why I keep trying to make it. Would it be better to put that effort somewhere smaller — to help one person instead of trying to fix what can’t be “fixed”?
This platform, this voice — it’s been appreciated. I’m invited to speak, to write, to keep going. It’s gratifying. It feels good. But sometimes I wonder if it’s just noise. Do I keep going because I have made a career out of trying to move an immovable mountain – knowing it’s immovable.
Monday morning musings.
