Okay, this doesn’t have to do with anything literary, but I just had to get this off my chest:
Americans and the American media are rightly in mourning over 33 deaths in Virginia, yet 127+ deaths and woundings in Iraq (the day after the VT incident) are barely noticed. The President said of the Virginia Tech shooting: “It’s impossible to make sense of such violence and suffering. Those whose lives were taken did nothing to deserve their fate. They were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now they’re gone — and they leave behind grieving families, and grieving classmates, and a grieving nation.” Couldn’t the same be said of innocent Iraqi citizens? Where is the compassion for them?
I don’t understand how we can express outrage over the killings of Americans, yet keep an administration in office that wrongly attacked another country and insists on perpetuating a pointless war. I don’t understand how we can express shock over a shooting rampage when our culture — from the president to the NRA to the defense and entertainment industries — glorifies violence. I don’t understand how we can put a premium on our own lives and so little on the lives of others.
It makes me ashamed.
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Great tribute to the late Kurt Vonnegut in the New York Observer: “The idea of Vonnegut Day is simple: Wearing Kurt Vonnegut mustaches and wigs, we will try, for one day, to live by the principles he espoused in his beautiful books: honesty, outrage, righteous grumpiness, kindness, and the incantation, in plain speech, of certain truths normally considered too naïve to even speak aloud, much less to live by.”