I have made some mistakes.
The first was going to see Fahrenheit 9/11. It was a great movie, but a disturbing one. But that was my little mistake.
The big mistake was thinking that I could sign up for one of those blog reading accounts, and that I would have the stomach for the headlines and the news from around the world. Well, I don’t.
I have an extremely hard time reading about the thousands of children dying of starvation in India. It seems impossible.
I have a hard time imagining that there are people who would place an advertisement for cannibalism, so that they could kill and eat another human being. And I have a harder time yet believing that someone would see this as a great opportunity to make a film about cannibalism.
I have a hard time finding out that at about the same time that a German man is looking for someone to eat, a whole group of people, the Pygmies of the Congo, are being systematically hunted, raped, and killed, and in many cases eaten.
I avoided the news for a long time, mostly because I have no stomach for it. I find it nearly impossible to believe the way people treat each other. I read of a man who is being jailed because he defrauded a family, convincing them that he could return their missing daughter to them, when all along she was dead, and he never, ever had any knowledge of her whereabouts. He simply lied to them for the money.
I tuned into the world for only one day, maybe two, and it has depressed the hell out of me. I feel quiet, almost silent, and it is hard to know what to say. I thought I could turn it all back on. I thought that I was ready for it all once again, but I was wrong.
I made a mistake, and now it feels like I am paying for it.