Greetings, friends.
If I had the power to redesign the world, but could only change one thing, I wouldn't touch technology, laws, or even the climate. I would change the way humanity thinks. But I'm not talking about making us smarter or more creative. I'm talking about taking away our fear. Specifically, the fear of stopping what's wrong.
I've been writing for years about ordinary people who remain silent in the face of injustice. And I know they don't remain silent because they don't see the injustice. They see it perfectly well. They see her at work, on the street, on the news when one country decides to invade another for no reason. They see her and they recognize her. But fear paralyzes their voices. Fear of reprisals, fear of being singled out, fear of losing what little they have if they protest.
Fear is a terrible thing, as a friend would say.
That's why, if I could redesign that one thing, I would do it physically, almost mechanically. I would make it impossible for us to maintain an unjust position. I would make our own bodies rebel against us. Imagine a politician declaring an aggressive war and suddenly being unable to hold the paper in their hand. Or a general ordering the bombing of a hospital, only to find their arm won't respond. Or a group of people attempting to lynch someone for being different, only to find their legs refuse to move.
That would change everything. Because then, wrongdoing wouldn't just look wrong, it would become physically impossible. In the face of an unjustified war, there would be no soldiers left to fire their weapons. Everyone, from the ordinary citizen to the soldier on the front lines, would feel the same inability to participate in the barbarity.
And unable to fight against what is wrong, we would only have one option left: to rise up and protest. All together. Not out of bravery, but because our bodies would no longer allow us to be cowards. And so, with all the injustice in the world. Without filters. Without excuses.
Saludos, amigas.
Si tuviera el poder de rediseñar el mundo, pero solo pudiera cambiar una cosa, no tocaría la tecnología, ni las leyes, ni siquiera el clima. Cambiaría la forma de pensar de la humanidad. Pero no hablo de hacer que seamos más listos o más creativos. Hablo de quitarnos el miedo. Específicamente, el miedo a detener lo que está mal.
Llevo años escribiendo sobre personas comunes que callan ante lo injusto. Y sé que no callan porque no vean la injusticia. La ven perfectamente. La ven en el trabajo, en la calle, en las noticias cuando un país decide invadir a otro sin razón. La ven y la reconocen. Pero el miedo les paraliza la voz. Miedo a represalias, miedo a señalarse, miedo a perder lo poco que tienen si protestan.
El miedo es algo terrible, como diría un amigo.
Por eso, si pudiera rediseñar esa única cosa, lo haría de forma física, casi mecánica. Haría que nos sea imposible sostener una postura injusta. Que el propio cuerpo se nos rebelara. Imagina que un político declara una guerra agresiva y, de repente, no puede sostener el papel en la mano. O que un general da la orden de bombardear un hospital y su brazo no le responde. O que un grupo de personas intenta linchar a alguien por ser diferente, y sus piernas se niegan a avanzar.
Eso cambiaría todo. Porque entonces, lo incorrecto no solo se vería mal, se volvería físicamente impracticable. Ante una guerra injustificada, no habría soldados que pudieran disparar. Todos, desde el ciudadano de a pie hasta el soldado en el frente, sentirían la misma imposibilidad de participar en la barbarie.
Y al no poder luchar por lo malo, solo nos quedaría una opción: levantarnos a protestar. Todos a una. No por valentía, sino porque el cuerpo ya no nos permitiría ser cobardes. Y así, con todo lo injusto del mundo. Sin filtros. Sin excusas.
