We’ve been debating all day about whether to dare to go tonight.  After all, I’ve got ceramic/metal hips and delicate grandchildren and I’d really not like to be trampled by a horse.  But I don’t want them to leave the country either.  And I would like to be able to respect our ideals and our leaders.

On the other hand, I’d like to rest.  At my age I think I deserve to live in an ethical environment. 

But I’m still scared