I was thinking about this today, and I realized that we complain about a lot of things- about too many free hours, teacher that annoy us, people that annoy us, how the food in our hands looks like something regurgitated.
Of late, however, its occurred to me that I've started to look at these same things with the response of- at least my city isn't being bombed.
Guess I can now add- at least the Taliban aren't killing me or my children in a misguided attempt at revenge.
What I think everyone needs to realize is that the state of our world right now is so pathetic that there is no longer that sense of surprise you feel when humanity disappoints you.
You no longer feel like the person is something uniquely horrendous- a sole barbarian.
Because let's all be honest here- humanity has always had the potential to be the monsters under our beds, in our closet and in the blank pages of our storybooks. It has always had the potential to create situations so horrendous and horrifying that there are no words to describe the acts.
Rape. Murder. War.
Those children who died were exactly that- children. Those were the innocent souls we should be protecting, the little angels who are our futures.
What kind of people are we, if we cannot realize that children have always and will always be out of bounds?
But I suppose war, as a whole, doesn't really care. When you have an agenda- being it racist propaganda, foolish ideas of supremacy- you don't care if the person in front of you has done anything to you. You don't care that the individual is a child, a woman, an old soul. You don't see a human being.
You don't care at all, because you're out to win a war. Out there, its either you or them, damn the consequences, damn the lost lives.
And damn all the children.
And hey, woohoo.
You won the war.
You got what you wanted.
You now have the blood of millions of children on your hands.
And no- I am not talking only about the 132 children brutally murdered while at school in Peshawar. I am talking about every child who is killed, who is forced to become a puppet in a war they do not want any part in, who is forced to leave behind their innocence in favour of survival.
I am talking about those children who have no option but to give up their hopes, dreams and happiness.
I am talking about those casualties of war that were never even given the chance to live up to their potential.
So congratulations, humanity! Let me bring out the champagne and maybe some party poppers! Maybe even some turkey!
After all, you won a war.
Of late, however, its occurred to me that I've started to look at these same things with the response of- at least my city isn't being bombed.
Guess I can now add- at least the Taliban aren't killing me or my children in a misguided attempt at revenge.
What I think everyone needs to realize is that the state of our world right now is so pathetic that there is no longer that sense of surprise you feel when humanity disappoints you.
You no longer feel like the person is something uniquely horrendous- a sole barbarian.
Because let's all be honest here- humanity has always had the potential to be the monsters under our beds, in our closet and in the blank pages of our storybooks. It has always had the potential to create situations so horrendous and horrifying that there are no words to describe the acts.
Rape. Murder. War.
Those children who died were exactly that- children. Those were the innocent souls we should be protecting, the little angels who are our futures.
What kind of people are we, if we cannot realize that children have always and will always be out of bounds?
But I suppose war, as a whole, doesn't really care. When you have an agenda- being it racist propaganda, foolish ideas of supremacy- you don't care if the person in front of you has done anything to you. You don't care that the individual is a child, a woman, an old soul. You don't see a human being.
You don't care at all, because you're out to win a war. Out there, its either you or them, damn the consequences, damn the lost lives.
And damn all the children.
And hey, woohoo.
You won the war.
You got what you wanted.
You now have the blood of millions of children on your hands.
And no- I am not talking only about the 132 children brutally murdered while at school in Peshawar. I am talking about every child who is killed, who is forced to become a puppet in a war they do not want any part in, who is forced to leave behind their innocence in favour of survival.
I am talking about those children who have no option but to give up their hopes, dreams and happiness.
I am talking about those casualties of war that were never even given the chance to live up to their potential.
So congratulations, humanity! Let me bring out the champagne and maybe some party poppers! Maybe even some turkey!
After all, you won a war.
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