Okay, this is somewhat related to my earlier thread, but I’m just trying to wrap my head around one thought:
I’m a rather peaceful sort. I think I have a somewhat calm head on my shoulders. Thus, while reading all these reactions to the attacks, I’m having a really hard time imagining what goes through some people’s heads. And the scary thing is, I see this all over, even from domestic sources:
“Your government caused me pain. Thus, I am glad that women and children like those in my own family died horribly. No, no, I don’t particularly care that they’re dead. In fact, I’m rather glad. It’s payback. You should come to us on your hands and knees and beg our forgiveness for making the world react to you like this. Oh, and even though I don’t know you, and you have little role in what your leaders do, I would rejoice if you were to die a painful, fiery death.”
When does life become so cheap that you don’t even twinge at its passing? I mean, I didn’t break down crying, but I wasn’t indifferent, either. I guess it’s the indifference that gets me…
HOW do you get to be like this?! (Actually, I think I can imagine how; it’s a half-rhetorical question.)