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Originally Posted by Gatorade Frost
When a place you've been takes terrible damage, and it's your family and friends that are dying or in danger, it matters more to you than to a person who's never been there, is thousands of miles from there, and doesn't know anyone there. Aside from reading the news and seeing it, you can't in all honesty expect them to have the same reaction you would have.
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You make some good points here. I guess I'm (obviously) a raging idealist
and I'd like to believe that human beings could all care about each other, no matter how far away they are. And I wish that distance, whether it's geographical or social, didn't matter. But you're right, I'm being impractical.
I don't know, I just wrote an e-mail last night to a professor whom I barely know, have spoken with far less than I've even spoken with you... because I found out his mother was dying, and I felt awful for him. My grandmother died last fall and every time I hear about anyone losing a relative, it hurts again. I don't really know the guy... but it opened up a conversation between us. It felt... human.
And I'm starting to think maybe I'm just a weird case in general, because I feel quite close to people living in a handful different countries. My parents: Thai and Icelandic; me: American, lived on both coasts, also spent time in Zambia; boyfriend: Lebanese with family in France. My loved ones are spread out around the world.... so I guess everything that happens is close to at least someone I know!
