(I may get run out here but fuck it)
so are four Iraqi citizens who were gunned down by American troops as they traveled to work earlier today.
and so are 3,500 people in Bangladesh after Cyclone Sidr hit the country's coastal areas last week.
and three people in Indonesia following an earthquake Sunday.
let's not forget the two civilians killed this morning in the Afghan capital, Kabul, when a suicide bomber launched an attack on coalition forces.
and the 22-year-old mother and her infant son who were burned alive when a pre-dawn fire broke out in their home Monday.
and 3 musicians who are no longer here after a suicidal model drove her car into theirs.
plus the 7 Brazilian soccer fans who died after stadium bleachers collapsed causing them to fall three stories to their death.
and the thousands of Africans murdered in Sudan during the Darfur conflict.
and on...and on...and on....
Taylor's death is disturbing but what makes his death more important than any of these other people who like Taylor, had friends, families, careers, children, spouses and goals in life?
Do we really care that any of these people are not here anymore?
Are we going to go to skip out on dinner tonight and cry?
Write a poem?
Or it will be water cooler banter and forgotten tomorrow?
I asked myself the same questions this morning when I learned Taylor died and found myself more interested in using a Breaking News graphic than the actual story. Thousands die every single day and the truth is we don't care.
We have mortgages, car notes, college loans, girlfriends and boyfriends, children, shopping, cell phones, myspace, video games, ipods, computers and rims to buy.
And with all that to keep us occupied why would we would really care if an Iraqi child's mother was shot on the way to work this morning?
so are four Iraqi citizens who were gunned down by American troops as they traveled to work earlier today.
and so are 3,500 people in Bangladesh after Cyclone Sidr hit the country's coastal areas last week.
and three people in Indonesia following an earthquake Sunday.
let's not forget the two civilians killed this morning in the Afghan capital, Kabul, when a suicide bomber launched an attack on coalition forces.
and the 22-year-old mother and her infant son who were burned alive when a pre-dawn fire broke out in their home Monday.
and 3 musicians who are no longer here after a suicidal model drove her car into theirs.
plus the 7 Brazilian soccer fans who died after stadium bleachers collapsed causing them to fall three stories to their death.
and the thousands of Africans murdered in Sudan during the Darfur conflict.
and on...and on...and on....
Taylor's death is disturbing but what makes his death more important than any of these other people who like Taylor, had friends, families, careers, children, spouses and goals in life?
Do we really care that any of these people are not here anymore?
Are we going to go to skip out on dinner tonight and cry?
Write a poem?
Or it will be water cooler banter and forgotten tomorrow?
I asked myself the same questions this morning when I learned Taylor died and found myself more interested in using a Breaking News graphic than the actual story. Thousands die every single day and the truth is we don't care.
We have mortgages, car notes, college loans, girlfriends and boyfriends, children, shopping, cell phones, myspace, video games, ipods, computers and rims to buy.
And with all that to keep us occupied why would we would really care if an Iraqi child's mother was shot on the way to work this morning?