We’ve all heard it.
A speaker gets up on stage and shows you photos of a child with flies on his face or a swollen stomach. It’s horrible. But it’s also real. The desperation you feel looking into the eyes of that child is real. And then the speaker, knowing there’s a knot in your stomach, swoops in...
“If this were your child, you wouldn't even bat an eye to save his life.”
“With all our wealth and our Starbucks, we can't even imagine what these poor people are going through.”
“Americans will spend billions on things they don’t need this Christmas, but she just wishes she had some food.”
Guilt. Tyrannical, puritanical guilt.