"Surely, it can never happen here". But it did.
We feign shock - to others and to ourselves. "How could this be? Where did all this come from?" We vocally protest; we are innocent. We did not know. It all happened somewhere else, by someone else, to someone else, for someone else. "Why should we have to pay for another man's sins?" In a democracy, no one can claim to be innocent.
Passivity, indifference, consumption. An all-powerful triumvirate, foisted upon an unsuspecting public by scheming governments and a subservient, enfeebled media. A convenient lie we tell ourselves so we can sleep better at night. But it simply won’t do. Ignorance will not, cannot, buy us absolution. We have allowed ourselves to be lulled into a false sense of security, welcoming the role of placid spectator as if it were our natural state of being. A warm, comfortable little place to call our own. Maybe it feels almost like a mother's womb, protecting us from the harshness of the outside world as we curl up and sleep. But at what cost?