Jonáš and I were standing around speaking Czenglish with another American yesterday, when I checked my phone and first saw the news about the shooting in Orlando. I said in Czech, “There was an attack in Orlando.” Jonáš and our American friend leaned in, asking follow-up questions and looking toward my screen. I skimmed fast, trying to get the basic details.
“Where did it happen?” asked our fellow American.
“In a gay club, early this morning,” I answered.
The other American pursed his lips a bit, and leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest. “Ah. That should be interesting.”
Jet-lagged, homesick me got a picture of Teresa, Lupe, Matt, Peter, Sean, Terrence, Emily, Álvaro, and others in my mind. I looked up from my phone, and my shoulders squared to him. “Human lives are human lives,” and each word pointed more and more. He lifted his hands and shoulders. “Oh no, I know that, I’m just saying, that will be interesting.”
Mitosis is interesting. Kids’ opinions on Marvel superheroes are interesting. The plot twist in Shutter Island is interesting. 50 people dead and 53 seriously injured because of one man is not interesting. It is autocorrected-to-ducking tragic.
People are saying, “it’s an Islamic thing!” “It’s a guns rights thing!” “It’s a terrorism thing!” “It’s a Latin@thing!” “It’s a homophobia thing!” But it’s greater than all of these things. One sick man killed and injured a lot of people. That is evil. If we believe that we humans are truly equal, then if we believe that all people are equally capable of good, we must believe that all people are equally capable of evil. Then just as we share in humanity’s goodness, we must share in the blame of wickedness. We all bear up under the weight of the world. In this way, I believe Christianity does the best job at explaining human nature. It also gives the best hope, that there is a higher, better being than anything on this autocorrected-to-ducked-up globe.
It’s natural to shift blame after tragedy. I get it, I do it too. My thing is judgmental people. And I can tell people are judgmental just by looking at them. But the bottom line is that we are all holding up the weight of the world. If we start to look at others to shift the blame, the weight we bear will shift and hurt us and those around us. At best, we can just bear up under as much weight as we can handle, and help those around us to bear it up too. But it’s wrong to assume that anyone bears more blame than someone else. We always want to say, “it’s you, it’s your fault, we need to fix you!” Who is at fault for everything in the world? It’s them, but it’s also us. It’s ThUs. Ba-dum-PSH.
Back to seriousness for a minute. Ameerah, Imman, Amaly, Mariam: I’m sorry that they have made this about you.
Teresa, Lupe, Matt, Sean, Peter, Terrence, Emily, Álvaro, all the others: I’m sorry that they have made this about you.
One final thought. We live in a false pretense of a big world, with large webs of social media giving us a false sense of our own scope. Ironically, we people can only see the small space that our own limited perspective offers us. We see problems in terms of how they affect us in one way or another. So to close, I will ask you to read the last sentences with me (borrowed and adapted from G.K. Chesterton, I’m not that brilliant!):
What’s wrong with the world?
I am.