prompted by the submarine that made headlines in June/July

I think it is so sick (bad sick) how people talk about other people dying. in the last few years I feel that it's pretty commonly rich people, which don't get me wrong some of them are awful, whose deaths aren't just shrugged off, but are actually actively celebrated by massive groups of people. I can pretty easily understand it for murderers or people whose actions had serious malice, and maybe even agree. And I think I can at least understand the mentality behind celebrating and wishing for the deaths of those who are rich and exploitative of others to amass their wealth, especially when it's known that their actions harmed others.

The thing is though, it feels so wrong and honestly dirty to hope for the death of another person. There is so much finality and so much that not only we don't know, but that we as people can't fathom about what death is, what happens after death, and what it is to experience dying. I think it will always feel wrong to me to support or cheer on the death of another human being (again maybe besides the known murderers, offenders of sexual assault/abuse, and performers of actions with intended malice).

I always think about what it's like to be a child. I remember my memories, my naivety, my innocence, all of the wonderful highs and deep lows I've felt in my life, and I think about how everyone around me has experienced a life that I really can't even begin to qualify or understand. I want to believe that deep down, the vast majority of us are trying our best. Those that are mean and difficult, I want to believe that they're just going through a hard time, even though it can be very difficult to do that. I just don't really like the way that people will champion the death of another human being with their own lifetime of events they've experienced, and I just wish they could stop and think a little bit more about what they're saying, and maybe take a second to think about what they're saying and supporting.