Change.

This week something happened--an event that will go down in history. For the first time in the chronicle of the United States we as a people ignored bygone prejudices of previous generations and elected our first black President. I'm not one to dabble much in politics, but strangely enough after all was said and done, inside I felt a sense of pride in my country.

The feeling didn't last long, however. While I'm still excited by that awesome demonstration of public majority embracing and overlooking differences, I feel a great disappointment that this same nation continues to discriminate so freely, and again--50 years after previous segregation issues--continue to deny rights to others and are blind to their own arrogance and ignorance. While I was born and raised in a religious atmosphere, surrounded by good people, I often find myself closed up as I do not share a lot of the same views of those who are closest to me. This week I find myself frustrated. Saddened that anyone thinks its their duty to determine another's rights. That regardless of that person's "race, creed or color", that a single soul would deem themselves that highly above others to deny any human a right or priviliege they deem worthy for their own.
Having traveled across many borders, I have seen the great strides other countries are making on similar issues. I do not deny that there are still many more places in the world with extreme illustrations of similar problems, many far worse. But witnessing the accord with which these nations who have achieved a rapport of tolerance can go about their business--seeing a face for a face, a person for a person--I can't help but envy their progress.

While I myself am not a victim of this prejudice, my heart breaks for those who are. And my heart breaks for those who can't see the hypocracy.

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