The Wrath Of Karma

Posted by on Nov 30, 2011 in Uncategorized | 11 comments

Humans are strange creatures. Wow…that was insightful, wasn’t it?

We are all so different. Put 100 of us in the same situation, and I don’t think you’ll ever get the exact same result twice. Sure you’ll have dozens of variations of the same  thing, but each will be different in it’s unique way.  Just like people – we’re each different in a unique way.
The way we respond to situations. The way we react and treat others. The way some people wear their emotions on their sleeves, while others show hardly any emotion at all. 
What baffles me about the human race, is its ability to tear people down. Sometimes for no other reason than to make themselves feel better. We bully others. We start wars. We kill each other. We kill ourselves. 
There are different reasons and motivations behind everyone actions. Sometimes it’s hate for others, sometimes it’s hate for ourselves, but most of the time, I think it’s fear. Fear of what we don’t know. Fear of what we do know and won’t admit to ourselves. 
This is not a post about books, writing, authors, or anything publishing related. Just a life observation. 
You see this kind of behaviour everywhere. The news is the first place that comes to mind, but most of the time we see it everyday. The scary thing is, we’re so accustom to having it be a part of our life, that it moves right past us, or we take part in it, without ever considering what we’re doing. 
To be cliche; standing around the water cooler at work, and tearing apart our co-workers behind their back. It seems harmless. You get a laugh, and nobody seems the wiser. Except that the person your tearing down is standing around the corner listening. It doesn’t matter if you see them or not. You’re harmless words and quick laugh just ruined someones day. Week. Maybe month?
Making fun of the grandfather who’s dressed awkwardly and walking down the street. His pants are too short, his shirt is only half tucked in, and he looks lost and confused. Maybe he just lost his wife of 40 years. You’re damn right he’s lost and confused. He’s spent everyday for 40 years with one person, and now they’re gone. He’s alone. And just because you’re across the street, doesn’t mean he can’t hear you. I’m sure that’s exactly what he was hoping for when he ventured out into the world that day. Alone.
Maybe it’s in the playground. Kids are more honest than anyone in the world. They can also be the cruelest. No designer clothes? Make fun of them. Funny hair? Make fun of them. Poor? Make fun of them. And don’t you dare blame the parents for their children’s behaviour. Blame the music. The video games. The movies. Hell, let’s just blame the teachers.
The point is; you don’t have to fire a gun at a person to hurt them. Words are enough. In fact, if you watch the news, words are enough to make someone point a gun at themselves for you. 
I usually don’t write about things like this, but it’s really starting to get on my nerves. Then I wonder, where the hell is karma? Why isn’t she here, laying a beating to the assholes of the world? Well, I recently discovered the answer to that question. 
Karma is you. That’s right. It’s not an unseen force wandering the earth, looking to strike down those who deserve it. It’s inside you, right now. When you watch something like this happen, and all you do is watch, you’re just as guilty. You probably go home and don’t think twice about it. Maybe you tell someone about the jerks you saw downtown, or at school. It doesn’t matter, if you didn’t do anything to help, you might as well have been taking part in it. 
You have the ability to stand up to someone and tell them to back off. I’m not unaware that, that sounds lame, but if you don’t do it, who will? More often than not, people lack the ability to stand up for themselves. Especially when it’s against a group. So if you don’t do it, who will? Probably nobody. We don’t want that negativity turned on us, so best just to turned a blind eye.
At some point, we’ve all been guilty of it. You, me, everybody. And I think most of us have been on the receiving end before too. You know what it’s like to hear those things about you. You know how much it hurts. True, it affects some more than others, but we’re all unique. We all have different amounts of tolerance and we each have different breaking points. So sluffing it off as “It happened to me and I survived. They can handle it.” doesn’t work here. What if they can’t handle it?
I just wanted you to know, you turning a blind eye is making everything worse. No excuses. You cannot rationalise it to me. It’s getting worse, and each of us is a part of the solution.
I’ve spent enough time talking about this. You get the point. To end this post on a positive note, I want to commend those that don’t turn away. The rare few that don’t stand by and watch. They’re out there, I know they are. I’ve witnessed them before. I’ve seen the power of their actions, however small. 
They are karma. And in that moment, they made somebody’s world a little bit better. If only for a moment. And in that moment, somebody got what they deserved. It wasn’t the bully that got what they deserved. Telling them to back off isn’t it. Finally, karma reached out and helped the victim, and the victim got what they deserved: help.