Well, today I’m hating the world more than usual. I’m thoroughly discouraged by the apathy, insensitivity, lack of care and selfishness of human beings.
Not to mention the maliciousness of the human mind. The ease with which it devises more and more efficient ways of killing. Of torturing. Of breaking someone’s spirit.
What kind of monster comes up with the idea of gas bombs?
That they exist is horrible and unthinkable enough.
That someone thought to throw them in at a place and a time when so many children are gathered is the stuff from nightmares.
That the rest of the world goes on without giving a fuck is a weight I am not strong enough to bear.
But to add insult to injury, then there’s this:
Had to take this screenshot. It is from the comments on a series of pictures and videos of the horrifying gas attack in Syria from the Syrian American Medical Society- SAMS. There were many comments, as one can imagine. All expressing the expected emotions, shock, sadness, disgust. But above all, concern for the victims and their families, for all affected.
Except for this “person” who demands the post be taken down because omg how dare they ruin her day by showing such upsetting images.
As someone commented, “Wow. Yes, Heaven forbid HER day be ruined by the deaths of innocent children!”
I’ve had several people I considered friends tell me a variation on that. That they just want to see happy things. Pictures of cats, or puppies. That they are too sensitive and therefore cannot watch the news.
That kind of coldness of the heart, of disconnect, of self-centeredness is incompatible with my software. It causes my hardware to overload and short circuit.
I understand there is only so much a human brain can deal with. I understand we all need to take breaks now and then from awful news for our own mental health. This is not what I’m talking about.
I’m talking about purposely placing yourself inside a bubble that keeps the suffering of the world away as if it didn’t exist. Doing this is to disconnect yourself from that which makes you human.
That’s where you start to see others as dummies. Non-human entities. As things without feelings.
That’s when you have no moral conflict when your government orders a soldier in an isolated bunker to push that button. While he who gives the order proceeds to join the family to celebrate a grandchild’s birthday. Or something.
That cognitive dissonance.
That’s when you turn into that person who takes to social media to inform all your friends how much your life sucks because you were stuck in traffic for half an hour. And can you believe the “bitch” on the outside lane had the nerve to get in front of me when cars finally started moving? And now you dare posting upsetting stuff that will appear on my feed when I’m already having such a bad day??? FML.
It weights heavily on me.
Summer Solstice Musings 