There’s a scene in the movie The Town, where Ben Affleck’s character says to Jeremy Renner’s, “I need your help. I can’t tell you what it is and you can never ask me about it later and we’re gonna hurt some people.” Jeremy Renner pauses then simply says, “Whose car we gonna take?”
Just today, I realized that my brothers and most of my friends are like that. Without any explanation, they will help me. The rest of them are the analytical types that can’t help but require more information. Overall though, I can’t think of one person who wouldn’t come to my aid with little or no question.
Of course I’m not talking about hurting people. In fact, in this case, it’s exactly the opposite.
I woke up at 4:30 a.m. today with one thought racing through my mind. I have to do something. United Health Group refuses to help my mom, the state won’t help my mom, and we can’t help my mom. I have to do something. My executive director suggested someone needs to sue the state over the lack of mental health beds. I have to do something. A friend has the email address of the mental health person at the paper. I have to do something. People are dying because of the stigma around mental illness. I have to do something.
This morning, I emailed a friend and said, “I don’t know what yet but I have to do something.”
He said, “Whose car?”
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