It's an odd thing to love someone. Whatever logical reasons we use to describe love; chemical reactions in the brain to encourage the survival of the species or a socially constructed feeling (that's actually one idea), it is an illogical and pervasive element of life. What I find most odd is the seeming ability to turn the ability to love on and off. I don't mean romantic love in this case but platonic love, love for your fellow man.
Is it really that unusual to want to love everyone? To find redeeming aspects of the lowest dreg of the lowest city just because we've all felt alone, scared and abandoned. Isn't it not good, but necessary, now more than ever to admit these things? The admission that something is wrong with our society, not that we're using too much oil and might be killing our planet, not that we're running out of resources for a growing society or that we're finding more and more reasons to forget common decency. But that we're not remembering from day to day, to love one another in some form or way, not because it'll solve all our problems. It won't stop oil running out, it won't stop markets collapsing and it won't make more basic materials appear (i.e. There's not enough copper in the world to facilitate the Chinese population to the degree of Europeans and American's). But maybe it might make it easier to deal with, certainly make the way we react to difficulties different.
It seems not a day goes by where you can find some story of a horrific event that stemmed from some, frankly pathetic, rash response. Like the 14 year old who's being tried for murder in New York. How is it that a society can exist on this level with such general callousness? Not direct mind you, most people maintain a pleasant exterior. Is empathy really quite such a rare thing? Not patronizing pity, often merely a response born of guilt or an attempt to feel superior. We're all vain and petty at times, but it's hard to say it's the case when "at times" seems to cover the majority of time.
But perhaps I'm wrong, or I'm too critical or expect too much. Maybe we're meant to not care all the time because when you do it's not healthy, maybe it's right to be selfish sometimes if only to remind you why we mustn't be. Chances are that it's more "natural" to withhold empathy to the majority for self preservation.
What sparked this thread was a video, you've probably seen it already but I'd rather not link it. Suffice to say a mentally disabled man was tasered by a police officer then kicked to subdue him. But then again he wasn't actually doing anything that required subduing. What's worse was the person filming hopes for this to happen, then pretends to be concerned at the end of the video.
Well what do you think? Do you think my idea of the "right" amount of compassion is too much? Too little? Sentimentality or insanity? I'm aware it's not healthy for me:P But it's not all bad, you get to meet some very unusual people.