I used to read "The London Paper." It's one of the free newspapers that are given away to people are on their way home from work. I don't take it anymore because it has more ads than articles, but also because every other article seems to be about some unbelievable tragic incident: another teenage murder, another child that has hanged herself (no exaggeration--I've come across two articles about that) or some bizarre story about a horror writer cutting up his girlfriend and eating her. I know I can't expect to read a newspaper with only lovey dovey warm fuzzy stories, but reading this particular paper is beyond depressing. I am so confused sometimes as to how a human being can take another human being's life without so much as a glance backward.
I came across an Aristotle quote this term. He's writing about art, particularly the form of drama. But without meaning to, I think he's providing an exclamation for the unexplainable violence in our world.
"For if you happen not to have seen the original, the pleasure will be due not to the imitation as such, but to the execution, the coloring, or some such other cause." --Aristotle, "The Definition of Tragedy"
Humans are made in the image of God. If people have not seen God, do not know him, do not love him, can they really value human life? Or at the very least, value life the way God intended?