We get absorbed in our own lives. We overlook. We forget. All of the struggle is only so that each of us can sit in the sun, play with a child, watch a ball fly, hear a tune crooned, create.
But for others the struggles go on. There is a very great one transpiring, continuing since June, a courageous Iranian people standing up daily, unarmed, undiminished, to tyranny. They are in the streets now, knowing they could die, dying, yet unbowed. We should not forget them.