A very few times in my life I have seen things so brave and unlikely that I have immediately feared that they would be destroyed and suppressed.
The first was in November 1980 when I saw Polish shipyard workers, armed with nothing more than Christian faith and patriotism, challenging the entire homicidal might of the Soviet Empire, in the city of Gdansk.
I described it as like seeing a fire burning under water, impossible, thrilling, like a waking dream, and probably doomed.
I had exactly the…
