Friday, March 19, 2010

Perspectives

Documenting struggle is easy to do. It is easy to sit down in front of a computer, write down all the things that make your blood boil, and walk away satisfied. There are countless trials and tribulations and everyone wants to get them down on paper, or vent to their best friend, in the smartest, most emotional way possible. But in the end, Man was born, Man lives, Man dies, and its all Vanity.

There once was a guy named Joe, and Joe was a 14 year old. He lived with his mother and baby sister, and there was a war raging in Joe's country. Joe was part of the militia, and was called out of his neighborhood to hide in a town away from the advancing troops. While Joe was away, the enemy came into his community, and without warning, burned all the playgrounds, destroyed all the power and water systems, killed everyone in his family, and everyone related to Joe in the general area. When Joe returned he found his life was no longer the same. These enemies of his country brutallu murdered his family, and Joe was going to get revenge. So he became a ruthless hunter of the enemy. He would have his revenge, and eventually he won the war. His family never found redemption except for his own personal revenge during the war.

Change the ethnicity, change the battlefeild, change the winners, and you are still left with the same atrocities. Murder on each side of the situation, and wrongdoing and grief from death at every turn. The horrors in My Lai couldnt be any worse to fathom is I wasn't surrounded by it every single week day in and day out. In order to look into an inquiry like this, I think the more troubling thing is, that we have had to look into what it is like to think like a murderer. It is true that in a war it is required to kill, but to know how to inquire into these things properly, I feel ive had to dive into the mind of a killer., which has been not so much an enjoyable experience.

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