What I have always found so depressing about the world, is this sense of ‘life goes on..’

Yes, inevitably life does indeed go on. But…..

It hurts me immensely, every time I have to throw food away. Why? In just over 2 years that I spent travelling across West Africa and South East Asia, during parts of my formative years, I saw what hunger really means. And YES, I am not naive, I fully understand and accept that if circumstances were reversed, none of those hungry folk would spare a thought for other hungry folk. Notwithstanding, you see a hostage situation where say, 100 people are taken hostage and 20 of those get killed, the 80 that come out alive are all smiles and their families celebrating; yes, such celebrations are of course understandable, but for me, some thought should be spared for the 20 who died, and their families.

I accept that it is probably impossible to fully develop every corner of the globe (some do not wish to be developed either way), but if we do not want people to keep on pouring over here in desperation, what must be done, is to develop other parts of the world.

It saddens me, always, that as many suffer, some carry on in excess. It is probably just natural, that we just get on with things. I am of course far from being perfect. I could give more to help the needy. I could reduce my own excesses, to help others more. But I find it so difficult to go on holiday to places where the local population survive on servitude to tourists and holidaymakers. I find it so difficult to lay about in luxury and get pampered by people who can barely feed their kids and have to serve me, to survive. Some will argue that going there helps those folk survive…

The world is not doing enough, to prevent wars. We carry on with our ‘life goes on’ approach, as thousands needlessly lose their lives….

It is so depressing…