“Bandit” is normally a word that would appear in the narrative of a novelist who has already used the terms “crook, hoodlum, robber and renegade” and finally resorts to “bandit.”
But “bandit” is an important word, even if I didn’t have to write about it.
Very simply, a bandit is someone who steals from you.
I can honestly apply the term to many Hollywood producers who have certainly been bandits by robbing me of precious hours of time with their inane offerings.
I have also run across bandits in the clergy–who have sucked my life out with some sort of sermon or homily, going down a gospel trail to end up at the cave of misunderstanding.
Let us not forget the politicians, who are bandits not only in their misuse of money, but also by crapping on the honor of representing “we, the people.”
But what really struck me as I looked at this word is how often I might be a bandit.
- How many times have I quietly taken something that was not mine because no one was looking?
- How many times have I robbed the needful respect and dignity of other human beings so as to make myself look superior?
- Can I count the occasions when I have purposefully dominated the conversation for fear that someone else might actually gain a breath of appreciation?
Perhaps one of the worst attributes of terrorism is the fact that they disengage us from our sense of well-being and turn us into defensive weaklings, hiding behind our fear.
Bandits are robbers–and as robbers, they are crooked.
And from their crookedness they try to scare us away … from straightening the paths.
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