Disappointments happen everywhere. Whether it is being given a terrible mark on a paper you thought was a masterpiece, or missing out on the concert of your favorite band, it seems like life is a disappointment overdose.
Why, you might wonder, would I feel such a way when my life is full of happiness, luck, and barely any hardships? (I am quite superstitious, so I will ask you to knock on wood ;)) Why is it that often people, including myself, focus on the negatives in life and forget the good things that have happened? I am no pessimistic; for I definitely see the glass as half full. Every time I am let down or stepped on, I believe 100% that it will be much better next time. Sure, I have those days where I feel nothing is going to change, and the world will never be a good place, but who doesn't have those moody, PMS-ing days where you feel nothing is going well? (Hell yes, even guys PMS.)
It's other people who disappoint me. I am not saying I'm the Queen of the World and need to be pleased constantly, but come on, it wouldn't hurt sometimes to care. This isn't a cry for attention, this isn't a dumb blog trying to say, "Guys, I'm going through a hard time, I'm like this, and I'm like that. Please pay attention to whatever I say, and always be there when I need someone." No, definitely not. Because who has the time for all that crap? Hell, even I wouldn't 'always be there for someone'. There's no such thing anyway. Unless you don't have a life, or are madly in love with that person, there is no way in hell you will ALWAYS be there. Of course you'll help them out at difficult times, but you and I both know humanity's selfish instinct disallows other people from being your first priority. What I am getting at is that society as a whole doesn't care enough. Like us individuals, society seems to prioritize. Call me crazy, but it seems we give so much attention to events that make the West look like either heroes or victims. Since I find the United States completely untrustworthy; I actually believe 9/11 was planned by the US. Muslims have been known to do some unforgivable things, but there is no way they were able to pull that off. Though 9/11 was a great tragedy, I find the atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki much more significant. But no way will the Americans ever admit that. Why? Because they were the ones who dropped those bombs. Of course the Americans are sneaky and filthy that way; welcome to politics! Okay, I am probably going to be hated for saying this, but I am the type of person to say what's on my mind--loving the controversy it brings along with it: How many classes, seminars, movies, articles, television programs, and attention are we going to give the Holocaust? Of course it was a terrible event in history, and Hitler was a disgusting pig. Six million innocent Jews were killed; children, women, and men. Just because of their religion. It's awful. But how many genocides are going on in Africa right now? Rwanda, Sudan, and probably many other countries that aren't even mentioned in Canadian and American news. I find that as disgusting as the Holocaust itself. How many more lives are going to be lost by tomorrow from starvation, poverty, abuse, and diseases? I am not going to blame the lack of attention for these ignored souls because of racism; instead I am going to blame our ignorance. What is the United Nations doing? Instead of trying to find non existing bombs in random Middle East countries, save the poor people who can't fend for themselves. For God's sake, their lack of aid is as inhumane as private health care in America. Though the Americans didn't rush to help the Jews at the beginning of the second World War; they still sacrificed many lives to help liberate all the Jews in Europe. I still haven't seen much progress in Africa and for 2009 that is depressing. Who am I to complain about disappointments when people living in genocides, constant violence, and poverty are confronted with them every single day? I am ashamed. As technology progresses, we are becoming more and more lazy. We don't even bother writing letters anymore; instead we quickly type our messages to our loved ones overseas into an IM box and send it away! I am going to devote my life to saving innocent people and give them the life I was so fortunately given. Whether it's kicking some international criminals' ass in an international court, or travelling to countries in need myself; I promise to make my own fragment of peace in this world. But it's up to all of us; the next generation, to decide whether we are willing to get our hands dirty for a good cause. In the words of the wise Ice Cube, "You can do it put your back into it".