Desensitized to injustice
I watched Motorcycle Diaries again last night. This is a fantastic film in every way -- great acting, cinematography, and story. Of course the politics of the film are controversial. The movie is about a young Che Guevara and his experiences traveling across South America. But all political issues aside, the film has something to tell us. It's about experiencing things that change you, things that leave a mark on your soul that cannot be erased. When you experience these things, you are inevitably left with a choice. You can go on as if they never happened, or you can change the entire course of your life.
I noticed today that when I skim the news headlines, I barely pay attention to stories of war, genocide and other atrocities. I, too, have become desensitized, just like Don Cheadle's remark in Hotel Rwanda, just going on with my dinner. I think I feel like many other people, that I can do little to alleviate the pain and suffering. But that is just a lie that keeps me satisfied and complacent.
What makes you burn with anger, or cry without solace? And what are you going to do about it?
I noticed today that when I skim the news headlines, I barely pay attention to stories of war, genocide and other atrocities. I, too, have become desensitized, just like Don Cheadle's remark in Hotel Rwanda, just going on with my dinner. I think I feel like many other people, that I can do little to alleviate the pain and suffering. But that is just a lie that keeps me satisfied and complacent.
What makes you burn with anger, or cry without solace? And what are you going to do about it?