Cruelty
I have to wonder what kind of pain is in people's hearts. There is one kind of pain that makes you broken--to that point that you hurt yourself. There is another kind of pain that drives you to blindly hurt those around you. I can understand those particular things and sympathize with them. I've had these pains.
There is another kind of pain that spurs you to intentionally--gleefully--cause others harm. Little harm, big harm--harm is harm in this definition. These are people who act like tools to other people--whether they are the chimp that trips another person just to cause the embarrasment or whether they have the ability to orchestrate a genocide. This is the pain that I do not understand.
Cruelty.
And I'm not being philosophical for effect, I really have never understood this--the motivations, the reasoning and rationalization that must take place to make it happen. Sure, I've insulted folks, made them angry--but never with the intention of harm--and the discovery of harm makes me want to take back my actions and words.
What does the torturer tell himself every day when he goes in to work? It is just another day in the salt mines? OR is it a pleasure?
There is another kind of pain that spurs you to intentionally--gleefully--cause others harm. Little harm, big harm--harm is harm in this definition. These are people who act like tools to other people--whether they are the chimp that trips another person just to cause the embarrasment or whether they have the ability to orchestrate a genocide. This is the pain that I do not understand.
Cruelty.
And I'm not being philosophical for effect, I really have never understood this--the motivations, the reasoning and rationalization that must take place to make it happen. Sure, I've insulted folks, made them angry--but never with the intention of harm--and the discovery of harm makes me want to take back my actions and words.
What does the torturer tell himself every day when he goes in to work? It is just another day in the salt mines? OR is it a pleasure?