Dear 12-year-old who sat beside me at The Hunger Games.
Don’t worry. Our society will not choose you at random to engage in a battle royale to the death with other teenagers to keep our city in line and provide entertainment to the rich and famous. We will not sacrifice you for the sake of appeasement, or entertainment. At least, we will not sacrifice your actual body. But we may sacrifice your spirit, your soul, by asking you to play other games by other rules, strange rules that govern the politics of life in this culture. Games and rules that keep us in line, entertained, distracted from better things, higher goals, for the sake of keeping things in line; for keeping US in line. For that, I apologize. May the odds be ever in your favor. And if they aren’t, may you realize that it doesn’t really matter anyways.

Today’s letter was written by Name: Sam Twitter: @@vancvrsam Blog: http://thedefaultlife.com Written From: Kelowna, BC