Dear Vashti

Dear Vashti,

Your story has been told countless times, always as an example of something.

Some say you were a hero.

Others say you were a villain.

We’ve heard that you were an example of self-respect; that you were a woman confident enough to walk in her dignity, no matter the cost.

Other people say you were a heartless queen who took pleasure in demeaning her subjects, and that you finally got what was coming to you, and therefore deserve no pity.

But I pity you—

Because hero or villain, you were a queen caught in this grand scheme of things you had no chance of winning at, mostly because the pride of man had come in to play.

You see, pride is a fiery thing and you never know how much destruction it would leave in its path after it has run its course.

Was it wrong that you refused the alcohol-induced request of your king?

You probably never foresaw the outcome, but whoever could when there’s a mixture of alcohol and pride?!

I don’t see that you stood a chance at all.

What were your options, Queen Vashti?

And what would you have done differently?

I applaud your choice because at no time is it OK for a woman, any person, for that matter, to be at the receiving end of the lethal brew of pride, drunkenness, and vanity.

Is it so wrong to walk away, regardless of the cost?

And is it really a tragedy that your royal estate was given unto another?

Tell me, when is the price too high?

Dear Vashti,

Your story has been told countless times, always as an example of something.

Some say you were a hero.

Others say you were a villain.

We’ve heard that you were an example of self-respect; that you were a woman confident enough to walk in her dignity, no matter the cost.

Other people say you were a heartless queen who took pleasure in demeaning her subjects, and that you finally got what was coming to you, and therefore deserve no pity.

But I pity you—

Because hero or villain, you were a queen caught in this grand scheme of things you had no chance of winning at, mostly because the pride of man had come in to play.

You see, pride is a fiery thing and you never know how much destruction it would leave in its path after it has run its course.

Was it wrong that you refused the alcohol-induced request of your king?

You probably never foresaw the outcome, but whoever could when there’s a mixture of alcohol and pride?!

I don’t see that you stood a chance at all.

What were your options, Queen Vashti?

And what would you have done differently?

I applaud your choice because at no time is it OK for a woman, any person, for that matter, to be at the receiving end of the lethal brew of pride, drunkenness, and vanity.

Is it so wrong to walk away, regardless of the cost?

And is it really a tragedy that your royal estate was given unto another?

Tell me, when is the price too high?


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