The other day, I was watching the Outlander series. In one episode, two Scottish brothers, one cripple but Machiavellian, the other strong as an ox but as daft as a brick, have a disagreement. The argument is over a bag of gold meant to support the only cause worth supporting throughout history: a Lost Cause.
Now, this is not about Lost Causes, although I am of a mind to pontificate about it another time. This is about something I had long detected and for some time now, surmised to be a Force to Reckon with.
You see, folks, a contest is never decided by the big and strong, but by those willing to keep on taking a beating but not giving up. It’s this ability to absorb punishment that separates the wheat from the chaff.
It’s what made the Jewish people cross the two-millennia time bridge separating the Fall of the Second Temple and Today. This is the stuff that animates those people who are not only willing and ready to stand up for themselves, but also eager to do so. They become impossible to subdue. They become Indomitable.
Indomitability is The Force to Reckon with.
Having personally met such people, I can tell you this much. Small, robust men have more fight in them than bigger, tougher-looking Schwarzenegger types. I have seen the former take on and defeat the latter with one punch. Just one. I once saw a 5’2″ guy bring down a 6’4″ dude. Both were equally drunk but still. Apples v. apples, right?!
So, let me tell you this. It is never the dog in the fight but the fight in the dog that tilts the balance.
I call that the Moral Force of Indomitable Character.
Götterdämmerung 