The Price of Apathy

I can’t stand to see injustice. Regardless of how small or big the wrong is, I simply cannot just stand by, and say nothing or do nothing. If you were the one wronged and oppressed, wouldn’t you like other people to stand by you and demand that justice be done?

I honestly don’t understand how so many people can choose to turn a blind eye to injustice. How can they choose not to know, not to care, not to sympathise, or not to help? How can any decent human being allow that?

That is why this part of J.K. Rowling speech resonates with me.

They can refuse to hear screams inside cages. They can close their minds and hearts to suffering that does not touch them personally. They can refuse to know. I might be tempted to envy people who can live that way except that I don’t think they have any fewer nightmares than I do. Choosing to live in narrow spaces lead to a form of mental acrophobia and that brings its own terrors.

Those who choose not to empathise enable real monsters for without committing an act of outright evil ourselves, we collude with it through our own apathy.

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