pass by; he stopped. His heart was filled with compassion. Kneeling down, he poured some wine through the unconscious lips, cleaned and dressed the helpless man’s wounds, then took him to an inn where he had him cared for at his own expense.” “But that’s different!” the officer protested angrily. “That’s in the Bible. These are the swine who’ve starved us and beaten us. They’ve murdered our comrades. These are our enemies.” Gordon responded by saying, “Who is mine enemy? Isn’t he my neighbour?… Mine