On the 11th March 2011, the World shook ensuing one of Japan’s most catastrophic Earthquakes measuring 9.1 on the Richter scale. Although the rest of the planet were ogling comfortably on their dry sofa at the horrific images of underwater houses and swimming cars engulfed by the shadowy wave of destruction. Every crevasse of news overflowing with cinematic images of death shining brightly on our television screens, as if they were paid every time they showed us this trailer for a new disaster movie. The news have sunk to a new low; smutty displays of dreadful and distressing footage without bona fide information while they have a conversation with a random traumatised person in Japan who doesn’t actually have any expert opinions on what happened.
“And we go live to a Japanese person, so, how do you feel?”
“Well bloody terrible obviously!”
“Great stuff. And how wet is it in Japan?”
Wow, that’s some quality news there Sherlock! Any other stupid question to fill the gap in your news with more watery waste?
“Do you like cheese, Japanese man?”
“I don’t really care, my wife’s missing.”
“Well, best of luck finding your brother”
I forgot I was watching the news; I just though it was another disaster film. I was gonna make some popcorn, but the shops were flooded with people stockpiling snacks for the coming weeks of learning what’s new in the world.
Watching it on TV distanced a lot of us from the horrendous reality that a nation is suffering after losing thousands of mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, lovers, children. Let us all “pray for Japan”.
That’s right, that’s what the Japanese need, some prayers to an omnipotent, yet unfortunately, fictional being
I’m sorry what? Pray for Japan? That’s right, that’s what the Japanese need, some prayers to an omnipotent, yet unfortunately, fictional being, who has the power to heal Japan, and yet, with his omniscient foresight, could have intelligently designed Japan somewhere other than on four tectonic plates. I dunno, on three tectonic plates? That could’ve made things a little better maybe? Or He could have just stopped the earthquake?
“Well, he didn’t stop the earthquake cos everyone in Japan’s gay! And sinful cos they love fish, and we all know fish pray to a different God! And Japan is… er… different! So God sent that tsunami to kill them. That’s what happened with Noah. If anything, more than two Japanese people survived they should be thankful. Back to you in the studio.”
Thanks crazy religious old man with a fire burning far in his eyes. Don’t get me wrong, people can believe in what they like. But why be so spiteful? Where in the bible, the Qur’an or another book written by a man, does it say “And the Lord or Muhammed or another fictional person created by a man, said to the people ‘Be a dick whenever something bad happens!’ and the people nodded and started to rant at passersby on Oxford street.” A sight I sadly experienced.
What happened to “Love thy neighbour” (Bible, Leviticus 19:18) and that “those who show their affection to such as came to them for refuge and entertain no desire in their hearts for things given to the (latter), but give them preference over themselves” (Qur’an, Surah 59:9)
The World doesn’t need you to “pray for Japan”, they need you to pay for Japan. Even a tiny bit. Here’s a good place to go to: www.redcross.org.uk
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