Saturday, March 9, 2013

Somebody should really help that person...but not me.

What is about our society that we don't just help each other anymore? I'm not even going to get into the mushy feeling that comes from doing a good deed because we're all so desensitized to that. We've become such a cynical nation. We look at people and think they look dirty or they need to get their teeth fixed or what are they wearing. Even passing someone on the highway with a flat tire we think "glad that's not me" instead of "I should pull over and help them". No I'm not the only one who thinks these kind of things. Yes, admittedly, I see people all the time and immediately pass judgement. I judge a book by its cover. I'm guilty. I see someone broken down on the highway and pass them by without question. I think "well, they're probably an axe murderer or a serial killer, I hear the words of my mother in my head saying "don't pick up that hitchhiker he might be a rapist". We can say its the media, the rising crime rate, the few who abuse the system, those who have wronged us but we can't change that we keep turning a blind eye to those who could really just use a break, a kind word or a smile. We don't trust strangers and everyone around us has become a stranger. We isolate ourselves by ostracizing everyone else. In a country that was supposed to be founded on the concept of taking in the weak, the hungry, the less fortunate: we sure have come a long way.

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