Sometimes the bad news we have is so overwhelming we just don't want to talk about it anymore. That's how some people view all the conflict going on in our world. Things are bad.
In the Middle East we have jihadists who are the worst of the worst, slaughtering people on a daily basis. They call themselves the Islamic State (IS) for short. They're ravaging the land in Iraq and eating their way through the region claiming land that is not theirs, torturing citizens, raping women and children, and taunting America to do something about them. People in Iraq cower. They flee their homes and their countries. They have reason to fear. Christians are being murdered, crucified, and maimed.
Conflict and persecution on smaller levels seems ridiculous to talk about in light of that kind of oppression and difficulty. We, in America, do not have someone lobbing rockets into our cities every single day. We are not living in shelters for the better part of our day because warning sirens wail. We don't have to grab our children and within one minute be in bomb shelters. Not yet, anyway. So, we don't want to talk about that. We shrug our shoulders, shake our heads and mutter, "That's terrible. That's awful. Poor them." People are writing article after article condemning the Palestinians and the extremist Muslims who want nothing but to see Israel wiped from the face of the earth. Other people are pointing fingers at Israel and saying if they'd only give up more land to the Palestinians that life would be good. But most Americans? Well, we just don't want to talk about it. That's their war. That's their conflict.
Then we have our own invasion of sorts. On the internet, we see pictures of busloads, and trainloads of foreigners traveling across Mexico with one destination in mind-- America. We don't want to talk about it. We want the government to make those people go back where they came from. We want the government to protect our borders, to secure our borders, to turn those invaders away. But some are innocent children. And for those, our hearts bleed tears of sadness. Unfortunately we aren't being told the whole story. Dribbles and drabs come out. We see the thousands of illegals and we don't understand why these countries are not being held accountable. Why is our government dispersing them all over the country? Why don't they keep those immigrants near the borders and send them back? Why aren't the citizens in America demanding they be returned? Some are. Others want us to stop talking about it.
We don't want to talk about it because we are fearful. We're afraid of other people accusing us of being inhumane. Racist. Un-christian. Bigoted. I know I've watched it happen. On top of it all, some people think if we talk about it, or focus on it, that conversation only make us "feel" bad. We won't be able to digest our food, sleep at night, enjoy the picnic, the baseball game, the roses blooming in our flowerbeds. But do we actually think if we don't talk about it, that the problems will go away? that the extremists in Iraq will stop slitting people's throats? that the Palestinians will stop lobbing rockets? that the illegals will stop boarding trains and invading our country? that the Homeland Security buses will stop transferring diseased illegals to sleepy little towns in the dark of night?
Lawton said nothing when the illegals arrived by the hundreds and now total over 1,200 being held in a caged area of our military base. I barely got a blip about them releasing 130. Where? No one is saying. Californians stood in protest four different times in Murrieta and turned away busloads. Busloads that government purposed to house in a dank, smelly cell built to hold 37 people with only one toilet and no showers or sinks to wash their hands. Should Murrieta have been silent and let busload after busload be dumped into that facility then released on their town with no plans, no homes, no jobs?
Let me ask another question. Do we think if we stop talking about cancer in our guts that by some form of osmosis, it will disappear? Do we think if we keep our opinions to ourselves about political decisions being made which affect us, that the powers-that-be will make all the right decisions for our benefit and well-being? If we keep silent, will abortion end? will our children be taught morals? will our churches be safe from persecution? will our neighborhoods be safe from enemies and diseases?