The concept of justice as “minding one’s own business” is ridiculous. In a perfect world, or city as Socrates describes, there would be no need of justice. A society regulated in such a fashion, that people are basically mind numbed robots, has no need for justice. We cannot wait upon the perfect man to serve the perfect city. For a society to have justice, often it is up to imperfect people to become involved.
Rev. Martin Luther King was not a perfect man, yet he became the leader of the civil rights movement in the Sixties. He could have chosen to mind his own business and let justice eventually be served to the African-American people living in the south, but he didn’t, instead choosing to battle the injustice of the time. Ralph Nader has spent so much time not minding his business that now he is despised by former friends as well as past foes. Had Mr. Nader have just minded his own business when a friend of his died in a car accident, how many of the safety features in automobiles would now exist? Theodore Roosevelt as Police Commissioner instituted policies to stop the corruption and graft of the cities “guardians” and to help enforce equal justice in New York City. Here was a man of privilege or “the strong man that serves the weak to the neglect of his own advantage” (Bloom 373). Roosevelt irritated many powerful men in New York politics with his sense of justice, but pursued it with vigor.
There can be no justice in the city as a city is just a shell. The soul of the city is its leaders and that is where justice is derived. In the end it is up to the people of the city to become involved so that the justice they seek comes from the values they hold.
Bloom, Allan, Plato : The Republic, 2nd Ed, Pub: Basic Books, 1991.
When all is said and done . . . it usually isn't.
If it wasn't for my prostate, I'd never get my head examined!
And when I awoke, I noticed I was gone.
When I finally I thought I found myself; I realized I was in someone else's suit.
The Lord giveth, the Lord taketh away; that is why He haveth two hands.
Is it really being used, if you knew in advance what was going to happen?
Why do they call it Gibberish? Where exactly in Gibber?
Aaahhh . . . the past. Can't change it, just have to explain it.
When I finally got there, I discovered they had moved there somewhere else.