Monday, February 9, 2009

People are strange

Why is it that people are inherently designed in such a way that they derive a certain pleasure when another human being is suffering? Yes, I know for the most part, we feel bad and we try to be sympathetic when something negative is happening to someone else. But there is that little bit within one that is somehow happy. Is it perhaps because we are naturally competing against one another (if one is to subscribe to Darwinism) and feel that we have automatically won if someone else has lost? 

In a study I watched recently on the National Geographic, it was highlighted that small children will actually help out even a stranger in need, if they are capable of helping. This is to say that people are not, after all, inherently selfish and tend to be a species that actually cares about one another. Why, then, this pleasure in someone else's failure? It must be the result of present-day society, and all of the current trends (and let's blame MTV while we're at it). 

Why do we always want to catch a glimpse of a car accident, or watch the report (and continuous coverage) of morbid news? Why this obsession? If it's simply for compassion's sake, does one not have enough troubles in his own life to feel sorry for himself? Why follow so vigilantly the tragedies of others? And why is it constantly thrust in our faces? Perhaps people should start killing off (or at least stigmatizing) this kind of attitude, rather than feeding it. As of today, there's no sense in watching the evening news. 

1 comment:

  1. you are right... here is a good tool song on the same subject:

    Eye on the TV
    'cause tragedy thrills me
    Whatever flavor it happens to be

    "Killed by the husband" ...
    "Drowned by the ocean" ...
    "Shot by his own son" ...
    "She used a poison in his tea,
    Then (she) kissed him goodbye"
    That's my kind of story
    It's no fun til someone dies.

    Don't look me at like I am a monster
    Frown out your one face, but with the other (you)
    Stare like a junkie into the TV
    Stare like a zombie while the mother holds her child,
    Watches him die,
    Hands to the sky cryin "why, oh why?"

    Cause I need to watch things die from a distance
    Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies
    You all need it too - don't lie.

    Why can't we just admit it?
    Why can't we just admit it?
    We won't give pause until the blood is flowin'
    Neither the brave nor bold
    Nor brightest of stories told
    We won't give pause until the blood is flowin'

    I need to watch things die from a good safe distance
    Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies
    You all feel the same so why can't we just admit it?

    Blood like rain fallin' down
    Drum on grave and ground

    Part vampire, part warrior,
    Carnivore and voyeur
    Stare at the transmittal.
    Sing to the death rattle.

    La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie (x4)

    Credulous at best
    Your desire to believe in
    Angels in the hearts of men.
    But pull your head on out (of) your hippie haze
    And give a listen
    Shouldn't have to say it all again

    The universe is hostile
    So impersonal
    Devour to survive
    So it is, so it's always been ...

    We all feed on tragedy.
    It's like blood to a vampire.

    Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies
    Much better you than I.