it is become constantly aware of the suffering around us that we are able to share in this sufferings – that is, to be compassionate. being exposed to suffering through movies makes it less personal and we are unable to in any real way enter into it in compassion. thus, if want to be compassionate, while these movies may move our hearts, we must then go into our everyday lives with the same rage for every small injustice that we felt for the grand injustice we have seen on film.
tonight we watched the constant gardener. last saturday it was imagining argentina.both cause a degree of inner rage, and yet what can one do with this inspired anger? I find myself moved to either a conscious retreat to numbness or unreachable dreams of action. neither is productive. then i think somehow finding the injustice that is existent immediately around me and doing something with it might be the most viable alternative.