Silent Defamation

This is really just one big insult, isn't it?

Just another American method of spitting in the Third World's face.

We sit here, dumbly, typing whatever our little hearts desire through the likes of blogspot, facebook, twitter, typing the most insignificant and meaningless of words for the entire world to see.

All the while, there are countless less fortunate who would do anything, anything to get their stories out.

Yet even knowing this does nothing. Sympathy lasts mere seconds before our extremely underrated lifestyles take over once again, compelling us to enlighten the interweb universe as to what our dinner plans are for the evening.

I am the same, of course.

It's our nature; it's how we were brought up. We weren't even told to appreciate the luxuries we have because those luxuries have become life.

A day without a cellphone is perhaps the most torture a Western individual can endure.

We take for granted our luck. Even through failure, we are far more well off than persons who work twice as hard in more dog-eat-dog locations.

And yet, the worst part of this grueling reality is that we can do nothing about it. Our way of life has evolved so much further that we cannot live any other way.

It is simply impossible.

So here I sit, fully clothed on a cushioned seat in a climate controlled room, jamming to my music and chomping on some gum, typing these pointless words to the world, unable to fathom the exorbitant amount of luck I truly have.

It seems unfair.

But such is life.