I read the Hunger Games. I really enjoyed it. I had
gotten it as an audio book to listen to as I drove to work. Yet I would eat my
lunch in my car so I would catch a little bit more of the story; and then bring
it into the house after work to listen to until Jogie would come home. Yes, I
was hooked.
I was stunned how the murders were televised for
entertainment to people. The idea of this is repulsive and barbaric. How can
there be entertainment in watching someone die?
Yet Reality television is hugely popular. We have no qualms
watching people succeed or fail in endeavors they take on. We watch people
embarrass themselves as they sing and listeners grimace. We watch people fall
in love; and have their hearts broken. We watch people try to take up a new
talent and literally fall on their behind as they expose this new talent. And
we watch people compete for titles that should be humiliating.
We are entertained in watching people suffer death
emotionally. When do we reach the point where we are willing to watch people
suffer death physically? At what point do we lose our grasp of humanity and
accept something like this? Hopefully, never.
