Somethings have gotten me thinking recently about the after shocks created by the earth quakes. No I’m not talking about the physical ones, but rather the ones created by the online community. It seems there’s a general consensus that been happy whilst tragedy has hit is one of the lowest forms of humans possible. This I have to disagree.
Of course there are always people who want to capitalise on the misery of others. Those are the worst types of people and I despise them with all my heart. The ones who profit, the ones who politicize, the ones who use this to further their own agenda. Those people should be sentenced to be trapped under a ton or rubble, and await for those that support them to rescue them. You reap what you sole and a befitting punishment I think for those who reap the worst types of human emotions and selfishness possible.
But celebration? No I do not think it should be stopped, but rather encouraged. Why must people think about spilled milk. Yes it is a sad fact that it happened and people died. Lots of people. But what about those alive? What about those that are currently suffering, or those courageous enough to support those who currently suffer.
People throw donations around like it would actually matter to a grieving mother, a desperate husband, or an orphan who days ago had a family. No… as much as money helps, it is not the source of happiness for these people. What these people need is to know people care, to know they are not alone, and to know that they are not just a statistic in this horrifying tragedy. These are also the people we need to celebrate for.
We should celebrate their life, their courage, their endurance, and their capacity to hope. We should celebrate the lives of those who are currently there to help, to celebrate the world, despite its petty political disagreements, coming together to try to better the life of those they may never meet, or speak to. We should celebrate that those who died, many of them died bravely trying to save the ones they love, that they at the moment of their demise showed those of us still living the true meaning of self sacrifice.
We should celebrate our own lives and look to ourselves at how many of us are wasting it bickering amongst ourselves on useless everyday trivia. We should celebrate with the ones we love, the ones we care about, and the ones we call friends. We should celebrate with those we don’t know because through this incident, we matured, accepted, and understand a little more the true meaning of life.
The dead are dead, and the time for mourning must have a limit. Remember that it’s not the monuments we erect, or the flowers we send, or the money we throw at these people that matters. What really matters is that we do not let their death go un-noticed, and remember their living memory forever in our hearts. Do not grieve the dead by mourning, for they no longer see, but mourn them by living, so that their death to a small degree makes a difference.
