My grandma used to say “when strong winds come by, you have to get down, when it passes you then you can do what you want” sometimes you need to submit and be humiliated to survive there’s nothing these people could do at this moment if they run away they’re either going to get shot or get chased by dogs then what? Nothing changes nothing is gained, but if they follow their orders and get abused then stay alive afterwards they can join a resistance group or do something meaningful.
I get that. But walking into that pit feels a whole lot like digging your own grave to me. What is that pit even doing there, if not a future mass grave?
My grandma used to say “when strong winds come by, you have to get down, when it passes you then you can do what you want” sometimes you need to submit and be humiliated to survive there’s nothing these people could do at this moment if they run away they’re either going to get shot or get chased by dogs then what? Nothing changes nothing is gained, but if they follow their orders and get abused then stay alive afterwards they can join a resistance group or do something meaningful.
I get that. But walking into that pit feels a whole lot like digging your own grave to me. What is that pit even doing there, if not a future mass grave?