The black and white photo shows Japanese soliders using Chinese from Nanking in bayonet practice in 1937. 300,000 people died during this Holocaust of World War II. Japanese soldiers slaughtered thousands of innocent Chinese men, women and children who were also raped as corpses lined the roads of Nanking. There was blood flowing from Nanking's river. There was a safety zone, however, in Nanking, in which European (one or two Nazis, actually) and American citizens (missionaries, surgeons, academics) saved 300,000 Nanking residents. If you haven't read The Rape of Nanking by Iris Chang--I highly recommend it.
Similarly, Hotel Rwanda is a disturbing film about human suffering--a massacre of humans who were treated far worse than cockroaches on the New York subway tracks along 42nd Street. More than 1 million innocent Rwandans were butchered. One man created a safety zone (at Hotel Rwanda) for his fellow Rwandans who were, like the people of Nanking, being raped and decimated.
Of course all suffering is relative and in America ours is frequently depression (unless you're living in the projects or homeless or severely handicapped), which is why humor is such an important medium.
I killed flies today and felt relief from the heat and depressive flow of my thoughts, actually, caused by the disturbing above-mentioned book and film. And if you don't want to read the book or see the movie, will it all just go away--like a meandering fly being chased by a psychotic jack russell? I swatted thousands of flies. The jack russell chased hundreds of them. I didn't have a fly swatter so I used that plastic thing that one uses to flip hamburgers.
Okay, take that on a human level: see me as a human fly swatter in Rwanda and Nanking--that's what genocide is. When assholes see people as meaningless as flies. I'm not a Jain, as portrayed in Philip Roth's Pulitzer Prize Winning book, American Pastoral; Jains (from India) believe that all life (even flies and microorganisms) should be cherished.
For me there is much relief in killing flies. I see flies as meaningless entities, and I'm not sure I agree with the Jains who worship such creatures. I also don't believe that flies are the reincarnation of my now dead Montreal and Newark family members who have become part of the dirt. But at least these Newarkites and Montrealers had decent burials.
But then if you include my relatives and ancestors who perished during the Nazi Holocaust, well, that was another Rwanda and Nanking. More flies for the Himmler swatters and their SS exterminators.
But thank God there are humans out there who create safe zones for their fellow species--Hotel Rwanda, Nanking Safety Zone, and Schindler (who was, by the way, a Nazi).
