Who are you? You don’t matter. I don’t care one way or the other. Your life, your existence means nothing. Get out of my way. 

While such sentiments are usually unspoken they drive behavior.

Sometimes, mine.  

Headlines? I don’t read them. Who wants bad news? What goes on Gaza and Israel and South Sudan and Ukrain and Russia and wherever else on the planet is too far removed for me to care, too complicated for me to understand. Let’s watch something feel good. What’s on Netflix? 

The shooting on the street leaving a young man dead and his body in the street is an inconvenience. I am going to be late for work. The congested traffic gets more attention than the death of a young man and the pain his family must now face. 

Indifference. Zero empathy. No room for cross-over human care. What’s that?

Perhaps it has always been this way. 

I think not. 

This is surely sin at its finest? The acceptance of the idea that I can be indifferent (unaffected, untouched, devoid of empathy) to the suffering of others. 

As long as it does not inconvenience me, I don’t care. 

Please, let it not be so.

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