I’ve been rather neglectful in posting something — anything — for the past couple of weeks. I can blame it to the catastrophe that struck my country recently and the survivor’s guilt I was beset with after seeing numerous pictures of the poor, unfortunate souls who are still struggling to survive to this moment . . . whilst I tap my shaky fingers on my keyboard.
Anyway, there are plenty of things to blame for my neglect. And that includes my recently emptied head. After all, I can’t always have a lot of pertinent stuff to share.
Somehow, tragedy — even if I was indirectly involved — leaves the brain cleanly swept for no other reason than the lack of significant topics to ponder on. Inasmuch as I would like to rant on and on about the injustice nature strikes us with, I cannot for fear that I will be rightfully certified as a cuckoo-coo-choo.
So, I restrained my rebellious inclinations and mentally sedated my wayward typing fingers.
Now, all of the random thoughts decided to surge and pile up and I can’t control myself anymore.
So, here goes . . .
Lately, I’ve been contemplating — not the usual contemplative exercises I do on a daily basis (this is more hardcore) — about life, land and human nature.
**You might be cringing in distaste after reading that. I know; it’s too mellow and utterly tedious even for me to be thinking about. But, there are times when even someone like me is liable to succumb to bouts of melodrama from time to time — not that I’m owning up to the fact that I can be as melodramatic like the scourge of the universe if need be. Blame it on my spontaneous penitent heart. It only happens once in a hundred years.**
One popped up that I can’t quite shake off, which had a timely appearance (if I may say so) and leaves one to wonder:
“Just because a person decides to do good doesn’t mean he’ll never do bad things anymore.”
If there’s a time when pretenders and supposedly “do-gooders” roam the world, it’s during the aftermath of a calamity. This was very evident when several bagged relief goods were stamped with the faces and names of politicians before distributing them to those in need after 4 days of starvation.
Known corrupt politicians are everywhere. They preen and puff their chests while distributing goods to the victims, much like what they do when they’re campaigning. Do they think that donating goods absolve them of their wrongdoings?
My skin crawls every time I see fully made-up faces of media personalities with camera crews dogging their steps as they trample through the devastated lands of the victims just to gain air time with their 5-figure-priced hiking boots/shoes. Do they think that covering ground zero and offering false sympathies automatically make them media heroes?
My blood boils every time I see social media posts of people uploading countless pictures of goods they’re donating. I get it; they’re charitable people. But do they really have to let the whole world know about it? Do they want to receive a humanitarian award for doing something that’s supposed to be selfless?
My blood pressure hiked up when I heard a media personality throw unsolicited comments on things she doesn’t even have any first-hand knowledge of, lambasting a known international journalist in the process and making herself a laughingstock. Does she think creating a buzz in the most idiotic way can help her politician husband’s campaign in the near future?
I can honestly go on and on regarding all the remarkably stupid and shameful acts of people in position during the past weeks. One is left to wonder if these actions are sincere or just for the sake of posturing and vanity?
Nevertheless, I’ve been struck dumb by the audacity of pretentious do-gooders to use this situation to their own selfish advantage.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m all for doing good — really. But if it’s to the extent of doing it to make yourself look good and be praised by others, I don’t think these deeds will count in the afterlife.
I say: It’s better to do your part, stay quiet and know that you helped others in the capacity that you can. There’s no need to broadcast it.