I recently had a birthday. No celebration was given at my request. I am not depressed, or friendless. I am a bit guilt ridden. I don't feel much like celebrating when I see so much death and destruction in Darfur. How could anyone be happy?
A woman I am in class with approached me with magazine articles regarding Darfur. She said she had no idea how bad it was. My only reply was that it had been going on for 3 years. I was sad. Not at her. I am happy she found out. I am sad that in our 'super-infoed" world, people know about Tom Cruise getting married and nothing about an ongoing genocide. My grandma blamed the lack of physical communication on why it took the US so long to learn about the Nazi death camps. That was how long ago? What about now?Obviously we are not the greatest generation. We are so well informed, yet selective on our info. All I want is for everyone to know about Sudan and to want to help. We can do this. We can make a difference. We need to make a difference. All I want for Christmas is to save Darfur.
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