succumbing to peer pressure

Saturday, February 05, 2005

Hotel Rwanda

Jesus. Where to even start? I don't know what to say...I don't feel like I have the right to say anything...A few times I thought I might be sick. The movie isn't graphic. But I was that ashamed. How could we let this happen? It's happening again, in Darfur, right now, while I sit in my comfortable apartment typing these words. And I watch the evening news, and I think, how horrible, and I go back to eating dinner. Precisely as we are accused of doing in the movie. Precisely as I did ten years ago too. It makes everything else seem futile, and no action seem like enough...but then, I know that's a useless attitude. Inaction now would hardly make inaction then any less horrible.


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