There's merit to picking your battles. For a man to risk torture and death by joining the resistance, or sheltering refugees, or crossing the border and defecting to the other side--that at least makes some sense. But to publish a novel? Not even an incendiary novel of revolution to fire the people's hearts, but a cheery, inoffensive fairy tale? What a pointless sacrifice that would be.
I do think that being a Good Person is far more than not simply being evil. I say this not as a Good Person, willing to wait to be sure everyone else is on my side before I speak out.
I have a lot of empathy for the priest who wrote that famous line. And I suspect my fate would be similar, if pressed.
I'm feeling a little upset by that. A twenties spent fighting the government and campaigning to change laws, now a middle age settled to rubbing along if my family is left alone. Will still turn evil for Karma though
I wonder if others have too?