No matter how hard I try to see the world with innocent eyes, I cannot help encountering the naked truth: that human nature is indeed rotten.
Unfortunately we have plenty of examples of monstrosities happening around the globe: fathers who rape, enslave and sell their daughters, or mutilate their genitals; twelve or thirteen year old teenagers who intimidate and sexually abuse pre-school children; old men who mistreat their young wives from poor countries because they believe it is their right to do so; women-trafficking not only by criminals but also condoned by distinguished and treasured men of high society; paedophilia on the Internet and within the Catholic Church; mistrust from children towards their own step-mother / father; the universal and too common heart-breaking tragedy of nice and bright citizens falling into addiction, losing their grip on their own existence; and so forth.
We only have to get out onto the streets and start observing pedestrians, making a kind of deduction from their appearances, be they young, old, trashy-looking or well-maintained, man or woman.
Could this one be a dirty pervert? What does he think about in the privacy of his thoughts while eating lunch alone or watching TV at night? What are his most secret fantasies? Would this old man pay a junkie teenager to treat him well in the southern hemisphere just for the fun of it? Does he search on the Internet for shocking scenes recorded on tapes, suicides, murders, etc?
Can I trust my child in the house of that little schoolfellow, whose father is unemployed and an alcoholic, or in the house of the other friend, whose mother has a false and disturbing look in her eyes that does not correspond with the rest of the image she tries to sell? Should I advise and scare my child on the matters of her own security, of the need to always be vigilant and hereby kill her innocence, or should I give a vote of confidence for the lawless deeds of the world?
Is it clever to open up my life to a jealous friend, perhaps the only friend I have, or would it be better to keep my sorrows and joys to myself?
The world is a true jungle but it is even meaner than nature’s wildness, since animals do what they have to do in order to survive, unlike human beings.
Although we try to walk the line and see the bright side of things, darkness blind us with obnoxious sights more often than we would like to admit. However, the strong ones always overcome the shadows by breathing polluted air as if it was pure and by being truly grateful for not having been shot or kidnapped and robbed at gunpoint.
Until the next relapse into darkness, let us see the vibrant and joyful colours of the world with our eyes wide open, but always wearing dark lenses of protection.
Luciana B. Veit