you know i love it when you talk dirty to me
It always kind of annoys me to talk with people about these issues, because they are more interested than I am. I usually wind up shrugging and being not too terribly surprised. Frankly, I wouldn't have known this was big news if there wasn't such a huge deal made out of it. I hear about deaths every day, most of the time more people than this.
I feel a little uneasy taking this in stride, but I can't help how I react to things. I like you have no personal connection to this. But, others do. And those who feel the little thing known as empathy can feel a connection in the fact that these are people. Thus, I feel almost like I have no empathy, which really saddens me.
Ultimately, my stance is that since a life is a life is a life, this is no more important than deaths abroad. But it's also no less. All this horrible business is part of the same sick side of the human race that will never be resolved. I supppose that one of the reasons I'm not affected is because I'm not surprised, which in the end makes me incredibly sad, not for this event solely but for every single evil thing mankind has ever done. And there's plenty to speak of.
The world is a cruel fucking place.
Ah jack, you always have such a way about you that makes me want to hug you tight and put you to bed all safe and snug.
Empathy is a learned behavior, and if you can even slighly imagine what those people are going through, then you've got it. I've read you long enough to know you do.
Just wanted to say I'm still dropping by! Glad you've found my other blog...
Yeah, I've been lurking around there for awhile now.
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