I kept thinking, if someone close to me were murdered, would I be satisfied with the murderer only being rehabilitated? Would I feel that “justice is served” if I knew that person was in an open-air prison somewhere holding a job and taking phone calls every night? If the worse they suffered for their crime was taking anger management classes? The answer, I kept finding, was a resounding, “No.” 

We glorify action in nearly every corner of modern life. We’re told to “clap back,” to defend ourselves instantly, to show strength through response. But what if the strongest move isn’t action at all? What if, in certain moments, the highest form of discipline is doing nothing?