Libya; a thought
A normal day this week would to to wake up, grab breakfast, switch on the computer and start gossiping/spazzing/anything over the web.
But, in the other side of the world, Libya is not, of anything, normal. A dictator who has ordered a genocide and massacre of his people, it's just insane.
Whatever happened to equality of people? Don't everyone have a right to voice their opinions, much less an opinion on someone who is for more definitely in the wrong? What have these Libyans done to bring these upon themselves?
One's thirst for power is always at the expense of another, Gadhafi, a man who doesn't care what the world thinks of him, is abusing the power bestowed on him. To mercilessly kill ordinary people, what is there to gain from it? I don't know why, but all these just disgust me so badly. I don't even know how to rant on it, because I am just someone who is relying on news articles to view the situation on hand, and not some one who is physically there. I wonder how the Libyans are feeling, to have so much unrest in a place they call home.
A protest of rights, a group of people believing in a happier future, a bloody massacre by a dictator. It just doesn't make sense does it? But this is what Libya is going through now. Sitting behind the computer, reading articles after articles about this uprise, I am beginning to appreciate what I have. To be able to have electricity and communicate with anyone I like, to be able to walk out of my house at some unearthly hour in just t-shirt and shorts to eat and feel safe. These are the little things in life that we do, forever thinking that it will be there for us. But to others, it is not. Being unable to have access to internet and land lines, unable to communicate with anyone, even within the country, not wanting to go out of the house, in fear of being shot, and home might not be a safe haven for them now. It wouldn't make a difference for them, even if I would to write a length long of essay now, but that isn't the purpose why I am writing this. It is to raise awareness for these people, who are protesting for their own rights, their rights of freedom. Some of these protesters may be of the same age as us, perhaps even younger, but they are fighting for a better future, a future where they can be voice out their speech freely, and to do things that normal teenagers like us do. The sad truth is by each word I type here, someone there might have been injured, or worse, killed. This is up to us, to bring the situation to the attention of the respective people, to tell them what is going on in the world. You and I, we may be nothing compared to actors, actresses, celebrities.. but we have the freedom of speech, and let's exercise this, in hope of helping people, who deserve the same equality as us, to remind strong, and stand up to what is truly worth standing up for.
But, in the other side of the world, Libya is not, of anything, normal. A dictator who has ordered a genocide and massacre of his people, it's just insane.
Whatever happened to equality of people? Don't everyone have a right to voice their opinions, much less an opinion on someone who is for more definitely in the wrong? What have these Libyans done to bring these upon themselves?
One's thirst for power is always at the expense of another, Gadhafi, a man who doesn't care what the world thinks of him, is abusing the power bestowed on him. To mercilessly kill ordinary people, what is there to gain from it? I don't know why, but all these just disgust me so badly. I don't even know how to rant on it, because I am just someone who is relying on news articles to view the situation on hand, and not some one who is physically there. I wonder how the Libyans are feeling, to have so much unrest in a place they call home.
A protest of rights, a group of people believing in a happier future, a bloody massacre by a dictator. It just doesn't make sense does it? But this is what Libya is going through now. Sitting behind the computer, reading articles after articles about this uprise, I am beginning to appreciate what I have. To be able to have electricity and communicate with anyone I like, to be able to walk out of my house at some unearthly hour in just t-shirt and shorts to eat and feel safe. These are the little things in life that we do, forever thinking that it will be there for us. But to others, it is not. Being unable to have access to internet and land lines, unable to communicate with anyone, even within the country, not wanting to go out of the house, in fear of being shot, and home might not be a safe haven for them now. It wouldn't make a difference for them, even if I would to write a length long of essay now, but that isn't the purpose why I am writing this. It is to raise awareness for these people, who are protesting for their own rights, their rights of freedom. Some of these protesters may be of the same age as us, perhaps even younger, but they are fighting for a better future, a future where they can be voice out their speech freely, and to do things that normal teenagers like us do. The sad truth is by each word I type here, someone there might have been injured, or worse, killed. This is up to us, to bring the situation to the attention of the respective people, to tell them what is going on in the world. You and I, we may be nothing compared to actors, actresses, celebrities.. but we have the freedom of speech, and let's exercise this, in hope of helping people, who deserve the same equality as us, to remind strong, and stand up to what is truly worth standing up for.