I really should welcome being called an “extremist” and a “radical.” It’s actually kind of a badge of honor when you sit down and think of it. Being part of the “mainstream” is nothing to be proud of, necessarily. In fact, I find it rather dull and boring and restraining, particularly when you consider that the mainstream is so often dead wrong and apathetic on so many important issues… VACCINES being at the top of the list. Ugh!
Excerpt from the Letter from the Birmingham Jail, Martin Luther King, Jr. 1963:
<< But though I was initially disappointed at being categorized as an extremist, as I continued to think about the matter I gradually gained a measure of satisfaction from the label. Was not Jesus an extremist for love: “Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you.”
Was not Amos an extremist for justice: “Let justice roll down like waters and righteousness like an ever-flowing stream.” Was not Paul an extremist for the Christian gospel: “I bear in my body the marks of the Lord Jesus.”
Was not Martin Luther an extremist: “Here I stand: I cannot do otherwise, so help me God.” And John Bunyan: “I will stay in mail to the end of my days before I make a butchery of my conscience.” And Abraham Lincoln: “This nation cannot survive half slave and half free.” And Thomas Jefferson: “We hold these truths to be self-evident that all men are created equal.”
So the question is not whether we will be extremists, but what kind of extremists we will be. Will we be extremists for hate or for love? Will we be extremists for the preservation of injustice or for the extension of justice? >>