i've just finished watching the film water, screened on maori television tonight. i've pretty much managed to stop crying but the ache remains. not just for the widows in india, but for all those who are abused aroung the world. the women who have no choice other than death to escape the life they live. it's not only the social taboos binding them which are tragic, but those who take advantage of their poverty and ignorance. those who prey on the helpless and add to their misery.
i'm not sure if i have a point to this post, other than as an outlet for what i feel just now. life should never be like this for anyone.
sometimes it seems we get so lost in petty arguments that we forget about the suffering of the innocent. we forget about the social change that needs to happen in order for that pain to stop. and i get so frustrated at the resistance to change, the excuses. especially when i know that those who resist do recognise the injustice happening before their eyes. the mere possibility of losing their power, their privilege which results from the way their society is structured, is enough for them to continue to defend the status quo.
i think that so much of what we do on this blog is an attempt to push for change. and i honour all my fellow bloggers who keep at it, even though we often get comments telling us we're being petty, or that we're nitpicking or that there just isn't any problem at all.