Meyer Fader

Life, Liberty, and Property. These were the ideals that philosopher John Locke introduced during the 1600's and are now the ideals that Meyer Fader lives his life by. Meyer was on his way home from his parents' house. Meyer had lived in poverty his whole life. His parents had two jobs each and could barely provide for themselves. The lack of nutrition as a child has caused him to develop a very slender and pale body. He was always bullied in school to the point where he had been sent to the hospital twice in one year. Oddly enough Meyer was ok with this as though all of this he always had his Life, Liberty, and Property. Lately, Meyer has started to feel as if he was being taken away from the most important of the three, Liberty. As he was walking home, he happened to pass by a rally. He took his yamaka off the top of his head and carefully placed it in the pocket of his jacket.

Meyer continued walking and tried ignoring all the screams but they prevailed. They forced themselves into his ears like torpedos breaking through the body of a submarine. Meyer felt himself begin to shrivel up from the screams of pain. Why did they keep doing this, why do they feed on fear? He asked himself these two questions until he spotted the man at the front of the rally. The march was long, Meyer tried to locate the end of the rally, but as his eyes darted from person to person, he began to become paler. Meyer noticed that they were going to cross the intersection that he needed to pass to get home. He knew that if he tried getting through the rally, he wouldn't make it. He began to gasp and pant until he realized he had a chance to make it. He ran as fast as he could to the intersection before the rally would get there. When he got there, he looked and realized that he had about a minute to cross before the rally was going to get there. He started to traipse across the intersection, as he began to pant and gasp when a gust of wind began to pick up. Meyer made it to the other side with about ten seconds left and began to catch his breath. Right after he regained his breath, his yamaka fell into the middle of the crosswalk. Meyer was given his yamaka when he was just five years old from his grandfather. He had kept it through everything wrong that had ever happened in his life and we wasn't about to give it up now. The light in his eyes began to fade. Meyer tripped and looked at the rally to see how far away they were, but his blood started to rush to his head as he got up. He stumbled to get up and look at the rally again. His face became as white as a cloud. He found his yamaka and grabbed onto it. He began to ran back to the side of the road and stumbled once again in the same spot. He looked up, his face seeming to fade away past his control. He began to look less and less human as he seemed to drift away from his conscious. He began to shake as if he was being controlled against his will and they were the ones controlling him. "Please," He begged them, "Please." He put his yamaka into his pocket as his desire to win slowly fled from his body as he held on for his life.

Two Weeks Later

Meyer woke up for the first time in two weeks in his hospital bed. He felt weak. No not weak, he felt truly and utterly powerless. When he got trampled by the Nazis he realized that he doesn't have as much control of the world as he thought that he had. He realized that he is not able to make the change that he had for so long wanted to make. The event that will scar his life forever was merely made into a news article titled "30-year-old Jewish man trampled in Neo-Nazi rally" that was found on the fourth page. He felt as if he meant nothing to them, and he was just another 30-year-old Jewish man. People had told him all his life that he would not change the world, but this was the first time that he truly believed it. He told himself for weeks that he was worthless and couldn't help make a change for the millions of people who suffered from the Nazis. Then after a month of being able to think about the things that have happened he realized that something was going to change.

For the past month Meyer had been watching a lot of news as he had always been interested in current events. Lately, the Mayoral election had been going on and Meyer had been watching the entire thing. Meyer has always had a gift to be able to see the campaigns' strategies and how they are accomplishing what they accomplish. Meyer was able to see what they were doing wrong and how he would correct it. When he realized how he would have done something better than the actual candidates he would glow like a candle in a void. Some people considered him a genius. Others found him crazy.