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In a world fractured by privilege, Gloria's double life becomes a perilous mission. Driven by a fervent desire to combat injustice, she joins a daring group project. As Gloria and her friends uncover a startling truth, they embark on a bold experiment that disrupts the established social order. Chaos ensues, challenging deep-seated structures and inciting fierce resistance. Each day of the experiment ignites tangible change, but it comes at a significant personal cost to Gloria and her friends. 'Justice - forced to be good' is a gripping tale of courage, sacrifice, and the relentless pursuit of justice. In a society where comfort breeds complacency, will forced empathy lead to lasting change? Lorette Giacometti's novel explores morality, empathy, and the lengths we must go to bend the arc of the moral universe toward justice.
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Seitenzahl: 32
Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
The arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends toward justice.
Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
Under the Cover of Darkness
The Morning After
Reflection on Injustice
The Power of Misinformation
Distracted
Curiosity Awakened
Learning to Think
A Secret Meeting
Love of Wisdom
Research and Reflection
Grit
Uncovering the Truth
The Theory of Justice
Is ‘Force’ Necessary?
The Idea
A Bold Experiment
Hello Resistance
Hiding in Plain Sight
A Race Against Time
Pilloried
Victory Week
The ‘Good Old Days’
The Preservers
Status Quo Ante
Justice Dementia
The night air bit like a thousand tiny needles, the cold seeping through Gloria’s thick coat and settling into her bones. Narrow alleys twisted like a labyrinth, cloaked in a dim, almost ethereal light that cast eerie shadows on the crumbling walls. Gloria moved stealthily, her silhouette barely visible against the backdrop of decay. She approached a small, dilapidated hut at the alley’s end, her breath forming ghostly puffs in the frigid air.
She paused briefly, glancing around to ensure no one had followed her before delivering a soft knock on the weathered wooden door. The door creaked open, revealing a narrow hallway barely lit by a flickering candle. Inside stood a women: old and frail, her face etched with the lines of a hard-lived life. Gloria quickly handed over sacks filled with food, the weight of which seemed both a burden and a blessing.
“Thank you, Gloria,” the old woman whispered, her voice trembling with gratitude. “This will keep us going for a little while longer.”
“For some, it’s already too late.” Gloria replied softly, a shadow of sorrow crossing her face. “The last delivery wasn’t enough?”
The old woman nodded, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “But some of us are still here. We survive thanks to you.”
Just then, the sharp crack of gunfire echoed through the night, causing both women to freeze. Outside, danger was a constant companion, a reminder of the risks Gloria and her fellow couriers took each night. Inside the hut, however, there was only a heavy silence, a stoic acceptance of the peril that surrounded them.
“It’s getting more dangerous out there,” Gloria murmured, her voice tight with worry. “Every night, there are fewer of us delivering. Some have been caught ... others have disappeared.”
The old woman reached out her bony hand, gripping Gloria’s arm with surprising strength. “You must be careful, child. We need you.”
Gloria nodded, determination hardening her features. “I will. For Aunt Alma ... and for all of you.”
Aunt Alma’s stories had first opened Gloria’s eyes to the suffering beyond the walls of their affluent gated community. Alma had been a fearless woman, running these same dangerous deliveries until her untimely death. Gloria had taken up her mantle, driven by a sense of duty and a fierce desire to make a difference.
The streets outside were a harsh, unforgiving world, starkly contrasted with the relative comfort and security of the gated community. The risk was real, and the consequences of getting caught could be severe. Yet for Gloria, there was no other choice. The faces of the starving, the cries of the hungry, and the memory of her aunt’s unwavering courage spurred her on.
She gave the old woman a final reassuring smile and stepped back into the night. The darkness enveloped her once more as she moved swiftly and silently through the alleys, her heart pounding in her chest. The cold, the fear, the danger – they were all part of the mission. And as long as there were lives to save, Gloria would continue to risk everything to deliver hope, one sack of food at a time.