We Should Be Different Ludovissy
Several gentlemen sat down at the back table of the restaurant, as was their custom.How are you doing? one of them asked. Fine, just fine, said another. I can
tcomplain. A third man sipped a cup of coffee and leaned back in his seat. Hemurmured his assent. What sort of wonderful things have you done this week?asked one of the men. The others all spoke at once before pausing and tradinghostile glances. One spoke louder than the others. I bought food for a homelessman, he said. One of the gentlemen patted him on the back before adding, I did thattoo. And donated to a charity.The waitress came by and refilled the coffees. She was glad they all just orderedcoffee, because truth be told, she never could tell them apart from her othercustomers.One of the gentlemen remained silent while the others shared their wonderfulthings. Eventually, a man turned to him. Why, I just realized
t spokena word since you
ve arrived, he said. Haven
t you done anything wonderful thisweek? The man looked back at him with a blank expression on his face. I sawsomeone who looked just like you, he said.Just like me? the gentlemen asked. Yes, just like you, he replied. He wasdifferent in only one regard
t doing wonderful things. He was doingterrible things. Horrible, wretched things. And he looked just like you.