On Monday evening, in Minneapolis, Minnesota, a forty-six-year-old black man named George Floyd died in a horrific and terrible way.
As it’s not my goal to detail the events, you can read more about what happened here.
I’m not in the business of passing judgement, or trying to explain who did what and why, but there’s one aspect that I’d like to write about: the fact that we often forget the most inalienable of human rights – human decency.
We often think in terms of us versus them. It’s the working class against the rich folks, it’s one race against another, it’s one gender against another, or even introverts versus extroverts.
In a way, it makes sense. We want to be a part of a group, and a group’s identity is tied to what it perceives as its opposite.
It’s worked for us extremely well, but it has also lead to oppression, war, slavery.
It seems to me that we are hardwired that way; it’s our default setting. And the more we let our mental wounds fester, the more we fail to recognize those who are not like us as human beings.
After all, this is what this is about. And I think that if we just forget a bit about all the PR stuff that’s kind of brainwashing us lately, we can recognize the nonchalant manner in which someone behaves towards breaking the spirit of someone they do not perceive as an equal.
Yeah, I am talking about this guy right here.
The only thing I’d like to add is that it’s never us versus them. We should discard this type of thinking and do our best to understand that we’re all human.
We’re all part of the same group. We’re all in the same team, so to speak. We all want to be treated with as much decency as possible, and the answer is never “an eye for an eye.”
That being said, I believe that we should all aspire towards bridging in the gaps between the different groups, and stop seeing this as a multitude of wars and conflicts between genders, races, or nationalities.
We’re all human, and this should be enough to treat one another with as much respect as possible.
I’ve been thinking about this a lot today, while trying to figure out why I felt the urge to write about the tragic and unnecessary death of a person who lived half a world away.
I believe it has to do with the fact that the thought that those who are supposed to protect us are often corrupted by the power we have invested in them. Maybe it has to do with the fact that it breaks my heart to see another person trying to break someone else’s spirit in such a way, and with terrible consequences.
No matter your opinion on what happened, I urge you to think of the fact that we are much more similar than we are different. All of us. And we all suffer greatly because those around us sometimes forget this.