I’m trying to think what I would do if I were rich, and there were a rash of kidnappings here in New York where people of all financial status’ were targeted but it helped if you had money. Would I leave? Would I use my wealth to escape this place forever? Or would I refuse to turn my back on the city I call home and just better protect myself and my family?
That’s what makes it so hard for me to wrap my head around Wilson Ramos being kidnapped in Venezuela on Wednesday. My first thought was “why the hell don’t these ballplayers just use their vast wealth and get themselves and their family out of there? Because hell, that’s what I would do.” But would I? Turning the situation on myself would I take the same advice that I knee-jerkingly dole out to these ballplayers? If it got as dangerous as it seems to be in Venezuela, I’d have to say I would. But for me to say what I would do before actually being in that situation, in any situation is useless. I have no idea what I would do if I was Wilson Ramos … or if I was me in the same situation. Just like I have no idea what I would do if I would rush a crazy person with a gun or if I would hide behind a box. I’ve never been there. I hope never to be there, or in Venezuela for that matter.
So while I would hope that ballplayers would see this and keep their families safe by getting them and everyone else they care about out of Venezuela, the part of me that knows nothing is at least self-aware to understand that it may not be that simple.
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