Jaded

Life is never too long. Death is always unexpected. Yet a child which has their whole life ahead of them to have it cut short is the most tragical of deaths. Especially when that life is cut short maliciously by another "human" being if we can even call them that. Here we call ourselves the most advanced species, the most evolved yet we kill each other. We kill each other for no better reason than to kill. How can we call ourselves evolved when we have yet to get past vicious, barbaric violence? Most shutter thinking of people like Manson or Hitler, who killed dozens or millions for no reason other than their stupidity of thinking themselves superior. Yet we can't seem to muster up the same outrage when a person only kills one. When a serial killer is on the loose we seem to find a way to be outraged but one life taken doesn't seem to make most even bat an eyelash. Is every life not precious? Have we become so jaded by the fact murder occurs every day throughout the world that the only thing that permeates is if it's somehow 'big' or less than the norm? Just because it is the norm does not mean it is not wrong. When will we move past these human tendencies towards violence and become a truly more evolved race? Tragedy is unavoidable in life but that does not mean we should not feel for a life cut to short whether by disease, accident or murder. How is it that some can feel for every life lost, hurt as it were one of their own while others wave it away as just another incident?