Racism

There was an interesting thirty second discussion in my physics class today. It consisted of a taunt, a rebuke and a general acceptance of what had been said.

The conclusion of this half-a-minute conversation was that it was OK to feel superior to another race as long as you don't mind being some other race's inferior. I suppose it's morally correct. Hell, it even follows a rule I learned in kindergarten, treat others the way you expect to be treated. We all know the things we learned in kindergarten are the supreme laws in all matters relating to niceness.

Still, something seems wrong. Even though I always accuse my brother of being an idealist, I still believe that there is something that brings us all together. Something magical and out of ordinary sight.

How else does one justify Mother Teresa's selfless devotion to people who she had no visible relation to? She saw that something that we're missing in this chaotic and divided world. Maybe our world is too complex and stubborn to be able to feel the instinct that allows us to come together.

That instinct is one thing I need to find. I believe a connection to humanity will be essential for me to feel useful in this world. At least it gives me an excuse to go on a around the world trip.