As children we grow up – mostly – in a world that is coloured in black and white.
A person who steals is bad. A person who gives is good.
Don’t kill people, that is bad. You may kill a pig and then eat it. That’s fine.
Don’t neglect your partner, but your cat can handle it.
Okay, slipping into the animal sector, but however, I used to think that anyone who did anything bad would be punished for it, for all the world knew how bad it was.
Now, in time, I realized it was quite different.
Husbands hitting their wives, addicts lying and deceiving for money. It happens all the time. And still there is no punishment from the law, god or even their mother.
A beaten wife finally goes to the police and she is sent away with the reason, she might have provoked it, she drinks herself, there is no real evidence. Who’s bad? The husband? The wife? The police? Everyone who ever looked the other way?
Meanwhile I don’t define good or bad anymore. If I did, it’d be very hard to like anyone.
A) I think that we have different characteristics. Some of them are more admirable than others and of some we have too little, of others too much.
That doesn’t justify committing murder or domestic violence, profiting from human trafficking or any other horrific things you hear about – or you don’t.
We are all guilty for the things we don’t change, if we actually had the power to. And we are all agreeable people if we help someone form time to time. We are very grey.
I mean, a few hundred years ago it was bad for a woman to wear a skirt that didn’t cover her ankles. If that rule still stood today we would all certainly be going to hell and back and hell and back!
Good and bad is defined by person, era, gender, origin – absolutely everything!
It’s not a black and white world. It’s grey. Or very colorful – that is once again another question.
But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it the most?
– Mark Twain