Where Is The Love?

It’s a little too much to process.

The terrorist attacks, the planes being shot down, the floods, the children, the refugees, the actor with an opinion. It’s hard to keep your spirits up when your digital platforms are filled with extreme opinions, extreme responses, endless arguments, the easily offended, the easily offensive, and reckless irresponsible press.

The worst is when you’re expected to have an opinion and voice it, really loud, so everyone knows which side you’re on and who should start cyber-bashing you. If you are a psychologist studying human behaviour, now is the time to analyse our pressing need to bash anyone whose opinions vary one degree from our influenced-by-someone else ones.

It’s the perfect way to soothe our insecurities, isn’t it? From behind the safety of our screens, we lash out with our disrespectful takes while knowing in our hearts we’re not saints ourselves. We must therefore do everything in our power to undermine someone else, so we can look in the mirror and face our own lack of action and ability to influence the very thing we are vividly protesting. At least I’m not as bad as him! The nerve! 

And then some of us will coax opinions out of others, so we have a base to begin an argument that we can maneuver to present our thoughts ultimate and supreme. How could you say that. How could you even think that. You don’t deserve to live! 

But what if you didn’t have an opinion? What if you just couldn’t make sense of all the madness and really didn’t want to side with this or that? What if you’re thinking – who am I to say anything? That should be okay too.

It’s a little too much to process.

Here’s a few songs that are making me feel a little bit better today – hopefully they will help you too.


Whatever happened to the values of humanity
Whatever happened to the fairness and equality
Instead of spreading love we’re spreading animosity
Lack of understanding, leading us away from unity


What have we done to the world
Look what we’ve done
What about all the peace
That you pledge your only son


Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you


Long walks in the dark
Through woods grown behind the park,
I asked God who I’m supposed to be


And there’s no more lies
And the darkness is light
And nobody cries
There’s only butterflies


Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds


Na mai arabi na lahoria
Na mai hindi shehar nagauri
Na hindu na turak peshawri


Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I’ve been dreaming of?
Oh simple thing where have you gone?


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