I admit it.  I didn’t demonstrate today.  I wasn’t among the hundreds of thousands of people waving flags all over the country.  

I got scared.  Me and my metal hips – what are we going to do when some horse steps on us, or even when a fellow protester steps back and jostles us?  

Yes, it’s getting really violent and I’m a bit too fragile to endanger myself.  

I feel like I’m waving to you from the Titanic, but I don’t know how to stop the ship from sinking.  

Maybe tomorrow when the enemy attack against us finally comes, we’ll come together, but I have a feeling that these guys are the same ones who killed themselves on Massada.