Come on, world. Enough killing this week.

I wish I had something else to write about.

I made the mistake today of clicking over on the Washington Post to the comments linked off of the victim profiles. There was an uplifting quote at the top of the page linking to the quotes, so I figured it would be similar to the memorial site VT put up yesterday. But no…

Monday sucked. Understatement, yes. But that’s as best I can say it. Today? Also sucked. Four car bombs in Iraq — 131 dead.

And, yes, something needs to be done. It’s tragic and needs to be prevented in the future.

But how about treating the rest of the people around here like people? The ones who are still alive, the ones who are sad/upset/angry just like you are. I was reading comments blaming the VT Police for not shutting down the campus, how security was lacking, how this proves that we should be allowed to have guns everywhere — wait, wait; this proves we should not be allowed guns anywhere; how this proves that God is angry with us, we should repent, we should shun sinners, and on and on…

I liked Senator Dodd’s quote in response to the bombings, to “seek a surge in diplomacy…” As opposed to Perino, “…I think anybody who thinks that this enemy is tired, they are mistaken. They are a very determined enemy.”

They’re people. Not enemies, not sinners deserving of wrath, not any of this. They’re just

people.

I watched The World According to Sesame Street a few weeks ago. I saw Albanians and Serbians work together because all they wanted was for their kids to have an education and grow up in a world better than the one they were in now. That’s all Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb buy people want. A better world.

Ok, so we’re going to argue about what better means and who gets to choose and what’s right and who’s in charge. But there have Explicit Ills Fire & Ice hd

to be enough sane people out there who understand that killing random people is not better than agreeing to stop fighting long enough to even consider compromise. There have to be people who can experience loss and somehow get through the stages of grief without letting anger turn to revenge. Seriously, aren’t there?

I’ve had a few discussions recently on religion and it seems like the main theme from most religions is the Golden Rule: Treat others as you would want to be treated. So what happened to being nice to people? Two wrongs don’t make a right. Did your mothers teach you nothing?? (Yes, my mother told my siblings and me to go fight outside, and look how well we turned out…)

I’m told that I have no morals because I don’t believe in God. How can people possibly choose to do right without being fearful of reprimand? How would they even know what was right? …And yet how many people are killed in the name of God every day?

Who cares why people choose to follow laws and function in civilized society? We’re all people. I might be judgmental about religion, politics, or other stereotyped, check-a-box kind of beliefs. But I honestly don’t care where the people in Baghdad or in Blacksburg stood on any of these issues. It’s sad that they died and their deaths shouldn’t be used to capitalize anyone’s agenda.

I don’t even know where I’m going with all this. I’m just really sad today.

Go be nice to someone.

 

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  1. Way to go, Jane, you feel the pain and sadness then you are able to shake it off and choose to be nice one another. We all need this positive attitude in order to live in a better world.
    When bad things happen, some people either blame God or think the judgement has come upon certain people. Some rather use their energy to tresure the people around them, be kind and be nice, extend their helping hands to the needed, and express their love to one another when they still have the chance.
    Today a friend share a quote with me: In Memory of the Victims at Virginia Tech, “Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.”–Anne Frank
    I also like to share some scriptures from 1 corinthians 13:1-3: “If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.” I believe that our action can really reflect who we really are. It does not matter what religions we claim.

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