We Have Become...
In December 2011, 73-year-old Brooklyn native Doris Gillespie entered the elevator of her residential apartment complex. She had just finished a relatively brief shopping trip and was holding an armful of groceries surely meant for a dinner with friends, or a quiet evening alone. It should be mentioned how courageous she was, stepping onto an elevator whilst the city of New York battled with the fear spawned by a woman recently being crushed by the same mode of transportation just days earlier. Her courage would be rewarded as fate saw fit.
At 4pm, Jerome Isaac entered the same elevator dressed as an exterminator. Jerome and Doris knew each other. Doris had hired him to help her move some stuff around. She had then fired him under the belief he had pilfered some of her goods. Jerome was mad about this, and felt as though he deserved recompense for his work; to the tune of around $2,000.
Jerome covered Doris in accelerant and burnt her to a crisp with a Molotov Cocktail.
United States Staff Sergeant Robert Bales slaughtered 8 Afghanistan citizens and promptly returned to base to confess his crimes to a squad mate. Upon hearing his confession, the squad mate dismissed him on grounds of disbelief. Not one to be called a liar, Staff Sergeant Bales went back and slaughtered another 8. He then piled the bodies high and burnt them for all the world to see. A monument to his power.
The American government released many a remorse-filled statement; apologizing for the action taken under the flag and handing out payments to the families. A grief bailout, if you will.
The American government allowed Bales to escape the death penalty with a plea of guilty. They only required that he speak about the incident publicly.
21-year-old Brittany Ozarowski had a drug problem. Heroin was her friend, and he made her clever. He made her clever, but he was expensive and it was getting harder to afford his cleverness. So, Brittany lied. She told the world, through a network of like-minded addicts, that she had cancer and was in desperate need of funds for treatment. A junkie turned fighter.
Her grandmother sold her home for $100,000 and gave it all to clever Brittany.
He father cashed in his IRA and gave $25,000 to clever Brittany.
Walter Warren, a father who had recently lost his son to cancer, held fundraisers to raise money for clever Brittany. To the tune of thousands, he wept and gave to this clever girl.
The public is now worried she will become a poster child for heroin addiction. They worry that clever Brittany may have ruined the flow of donated funds.
A young girl wandering the streets of Foshan, China was hit by a van. The van hesitated for a few seconds, the driver surely having a moral debate on how this "accident" should be handled. Upon coming to a conclusion, the van carried on, running the girl over again with the rear wheels.
17 humans passed by this innocent child as she lay dying in the street. 17 humans that had once been children. 17 humans that either had children, or were in some way privy to their existence. 17.
Citizens cited the fear of being seen as the perpetrator as the reason why they did not help.
Top story in the news today: Nerd god, Patrick Stewart, eats his first slice of pizza.
"Sometimes,' she said, 'they threaten you with something, something you can't stand up to, can't even think about. And then you say, 'Don't do it to me, do it to somebody else, do it to so-and-so.' And perhaps you might pretend afterward that it was only a trick and that you just said it to make them stop and didn't really mean it. But that isn't true. At the time when it happens you do mean it. You think there's no other way of saving yourself, and you're quite ready to save yourself that way. You want it to happen to the other person. You don't give a damn what they suffer. All you care about is yourself." - George Orwell - 1984
Image One - Lyric from "Hey You" by Pink Floyd
Image Two - Lyric from "Comfortably Numb" by Pink Floyd
Image Three - Lyric from "In My Tree" by Pearl Jam
Image Four - Lyric from "Downhill" by Rishloo
Image Five - Lyric from "Comfortably Numb" by Pink Floyd