As a wife and especially as a mother, the sanctity of life is very real to me. Yet, because of that same sense of the Holy in each and every life, when confronted with evil there is a need to act. I've been extremely blessed to live in a time and a place where battles are won and lost in words and not violent actions. Mick I do understand the need for warriors, and I abhor their need while I honor the necessity when there is no other road left untried.
Big Mick performed Back Home in Derry as a commemoration at Getaway. And it haunted me until I not only got the lyrics (and his set up) from him and learnt how to play it, but brought it in to my EFM (Education for Ministry) group for Theological Reflection. So you've got a group of middle aged, Episcopal (half former Catholics), struggling over the anguish, the longing and the strength of the prose and the haunt of the tune.
No, the power is not in the politics,(perhaps that is the weakest link of all) it is in the strength of conviction of the individual and the burning need to do right for a cause beyond the self. The power is in the ability to keep grounded and not attack others while refusing all the while to deny the underlying principles of your belief. Unfortunately, charismatics come in dark spectrums as well as bright. Commemoration lets us each examin ourselves and our world so we can try to live each day in a way that can prevent the angst, and teach our children to recognize the patterns of history. Some tales are best repeated and not re-lived.