Rant time. And it’s been a while so strap down your seat belts or whatever.
The idea of the kids having it “too easy” bothers me. And it probably bothers you as well, considering we are the kids having it too easy.
But I think it runs deeper, because they are two types of ideas:
I suffered; why shouldn’t they?
Or
I suffered, so I will do what I can for you to be spared.
And less drastically, today’s invention is supposed to be tomorrow’s innovation. I will suffer storms today for my children to see picturesque blue seas, I deal with internet explorer for my kids to have Google, you know, all that.
By quoting John Adams, “I must study politics and war,” so that the next generation has the “liberty to study mathematics and philosophy […] to give their children a right to study painting, poetry, music, architecture, statuary, tapestry and porcelain.”
And that’s the point of progress. To make sure the ones after us have it easier.That’s what America stood for for a long time, and the reason immigrants flocked to the new nation. The promise for a better world.
This goes for everything. The pain and blood the crusades brought along centuries ago ensured that wars in the name of faith are made of greed not piety, and religion could be a choice (though this took a few more centuries). So we built nations made of unity and progress for our children.
The innumerable trails of tears, blood strewn plantations, forced famines, collapsed temples, beheaded religious idols and genocides tell us of the dangers of ambition and the terrifying ease of labeling ones that are different as “less”.
It, unfortunately, also taught many to be wary of fair foreigners. But as time went on, painstakingly enough people changed ideas and labels.
But time and again, history is replicated eerily down to its very fabric.
A coup attempt’s leader had been let off without consequences once before, and then ten years later that nation had that same man crowned as a genocidal tyrant.
Doesn’t that sound swell?
Because just as the crusades grew into colonization, slavery and suppression as discrimination and poverty, the violence took on new names, new faces, voices, and skins, covering its molding, reeking body with once familiar cloaks.