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I have to get something off of my chest this morning, you could call this a rant but I would say it’s righteous anger, if there is such a thing.

I read a post yesterday that was bashing Natalie Portman for her opinion that one act of genocide is no more important than another. Not only were these people who were commenting on the article calling her bad names and telling her to shut up, they were acting as if her opinion didn’t matter when it does. Even I could see that Natalie was expressing her opinion that all lives are equally important.

As I read this post a fire was beginning to build within me, I couldn’t believe that people could be so uncaring of other people who have died. When people act like this it creates a victim mentality and starts a long line of “mine is worse than yours” ideas which feed division and separation between nationalities, sexes, and classes. None of this promotes a loving and unifying atmosphere that encourages love, compassion, and kindness, and yet we sit and wonder why the world is going down the toilet. We as humans will continue down the war-torn road we have always been on because we fail to see the value in all people, and we fail to change the things that perpetuate war and genocide.

What bothered me the most was their lack of compassion for anyone but their own “kind” of people, as if everyone else who died doesn’t matter. What happened to love? What happened to compassion? I wanted to share my thoughts so I commented on how sad I thought their logic was, how sad it was that they didn’t care about anyone but themselves and their own people. I wanted to add a few more choice words like arrogant and prideful but I refrained from doing that out of respect for their opinions, unlike them, I know every person and their perspective matter. We all go through hardships and many let those hardships define them and make them who they are, so in the end they become bitter and spill this negative energy on everyone who comes in contact with their words.

What has this taught me? That I don’t like it when people act as if other people don’t matter, as if their life was only created to be thrown away like a piece of trash, or that their life was only created to be a slave to someone else. Defining another persons life as beneath your own is above ANY humans pay-grade, only one Being gets to define each life and it will judge, not by human standards, but appropriately and fairly.