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[11/07/2002]
I have an inferiority complex. At least, that's what I wanted to write today.
I was watching a documentary several months ago, on Cambodia as it stands today. The storyline follows the modernization of the country, and how they're trying to bring the internet to them. There are so many poor people there, and they happened to interview two men. One man says, (this not verbatim unfortunately): "Who enjoys food more? The rich man or the poor man? I tell you, the poor man. Give him a chicken leg, and watch as he savors every morsel, every single drop of juice from the meat. Watch as he bites the bone and sucks out the marrow. He enjoys the fact he has food to eat. The rich man doesn't care, he eats because he's bored. He will taste the food, and then try something else." The second man says: "They hired us to dig ditches and lay these cables in the ground. I don't understand what it does. They tell me just like magic, it will allow people to see and hear others all over the world. I still can't understand. I don't even have electricity in my home." When I hear of stuff like this, I begin to realize I'm so lucky to be me. Yes, I can be down on myself sometimes, but when I step back from wallowing in self-pity, I see just how great my life has become. Sure, I'll never change the world. But that's okay, at least I'm comfortably living in it. Still, I can't shake this deep funky blue, and I feel like just diving face first into a pond of freezing water. ....They tell me I'm inferior when they take turn beating me to the ground. |