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April 2012

Martyrs have got a bad name these days. I grew up hearing stories of the early church, and those people who died at the hands of the Roman empire, simply for standing up for what they believed in. Peter, Joan of Arc, Bonhoeffer. All these people were noble victims because they stood up and faced death when issued with the choice between denying what they believed and suffering at the hands of their oppressors.