It is either the world was created to become this way, or we mankind became strange species that evolved throughout time.
I remember being so careless of the things around me and taking everything for granted when I was little. I never thought outside that bubble that surrounded me and was visible to me. It never caught my attention how inhuman we humans can be to one another. I was taught to love on another and to love all living things because they had a purpose in life just like I did. I was also taught to think before taking actions that could have a major affect on me or those around me, and to make sure my decision did not harm anyone by all means.
Being human means being emotional; we are considered the “special” creation god created because we were given minds therefore will know right from wrong. But come to see all that around us makes ME think twice.
I sat down on my bed after getting bored of the forum from all its unnecessary topics and games and such. I sad down watching what was on t.v. noticing that it was a documentary on CBC called Beyond Words. It was a documentary of Photographers of war. The first thing I saw from the documentary was a militia group gunning down what seemed to be a man who wasn’t part of their group. They didn’t stop after one shot that took his life away. No! They continued shooting him as if they were shooting empty beer bottles with such rage and lust for violence. His life didn’t cost a thing. He was worthless.
I couldn’t take the violent seen so my body acted out beyond my request and my fingers pressed the button on the remote control to hide from the seen. But this can't be the solution for the people living under those conditions. With one push of a little button everything will go back to normal. I felt a shortage of air and hot tears ran down my cheeks with such hate and anger at those who use the power of their weapons for such acts of evil.
Photographers were taking pictures of seens they thought would have an affect on those living on the outside like you and I. Some became neutralized to the situation and to the nature of their work. Their occupations made them neutral to what they see. Some became depressed based on what they had to see in order to give the world a view of the harsh realities people in wars go through as daily routines.
Let me take you back a year ago. I was in my world issues class watching a documentary about the war in Rwanda. Words cannot describe the devastation of that country. How could we be so cruel to our brothers, sisters, mothers, father, sons, and daughter? How could we be so violent?
Now back to the documentary on CBC, some of the pictures captured by one of the photographers were pictures of militia men separating a mans head from his body and playing football with his head after they cut it off completely. Where did the emotions implanted in us go? How can a man become a toy for others?
Questions roam around me and put me in a corner I can’t escape from. Other pictures that were captured were pictures of militia men in Liberia taking a man and undressing him then shooting him for the reason of being from a different group.
A quote a photographer said that caught my attention was “The grass is affected by the breeze, yet the breeze never knocks it down”.
Another quote by another photographer was “If a pictures changes one person then it has done the job”.
Where are we heading?
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