The whole forced celebration of Christmas makes me want to vomit at times. People sit in their homes stuffing themselves stupid and exchanging gifts, most not even remembering why we actually celebrate Christmas in the first place.
Many people thinking of themselves and their respective immediate family without a second thought for other people in the world that are not so lucky, the battered wife who gets another black eye and kidney punch for Christmas, the abused children and elderly folk, the homeless or the 21.000 children that die every day around the world due to poverty, hunger, lack of clean water, easily preventable diseases and illnesses, and other related causes.
Thinking about the last group there that is the equivalent to,
1 child dying every 4 seconds
14 children dying every minute
A 2011 Libya conflict-scale death toll every day
A 2010 Haiti earthquake occurring every 10 days
A 2004 Asian Tsunami occurring every 11 days
An Iraq-scale death toll every 19–46 days
Just under 7.6 million children dying every year
Some 92 million children dying between 2000 and 2010 not including 2011.
A Unicef report tried to put these figures into some sort of perspective back in the year 2000,
“The continuation of this suffering and loss of life contravenes the natural human instinct to help in times of disaster. Imagine the horror of the world if a major earthquake were to occur and people stood by and watched without assisting the survivors! Yet every day, the equivalent of a major earthquake killing over 30,000 young children occurs to a disturbingly muted response. They die quietly in some of the poorest villages on earth, far removed from the scrutiny and the conscience of the world. Being meek and weak in life makes these dying multitudes even more invisible in death.”
And so back to why we celebrate Christmas, The birth of Jesus Christ, God’s son. A miracle, well look around you at some of God’s other miracles.
Whilst I am very aware that the world is in the grip of an economic crisis the likes of which we have not seen in my lifetime I am absolutely certain that every single person reading this blog post could afford to put there fat fingered hand in their pocket and pull out a fiver and donate it to a charity. It does not matter which one, Help for Heroes, Cancer care, Oxfam, Help the Aged, the list is endless but the support and help for the people who are suffering need not be.
Right then lecture over,
We try to grab pieces of our lives as they speed past us. Photographs freeze those pieces and help us remember how we were. We don't know these lost people but if you look around, you'll find someone just like them.