8 May 2022 Ukraine

Why am I layingover in Copenhagen, ready for my next leg to Warsaw, Poland? Other than the obvious (if you know how ridiculously impulsive I am), it’s actually kind of difficult to explain. It’s been impossible (for me) to watch the news without my knees buckling and often tearing up. Admittedly it doesn’t take much to draw me in to the emotions of suffering after so many of life’s highs and lows over 62 years. But what is it about the horror and atrocities halfway around the world that make them so addictive?

I think mainly because these people look like us: not in culture, color or language, but two months ago these were people with lives pretty much like us, and at the flip of the switch someone else changed all that. We like to say its one man, one crazy man named Putin, but I don’t t think he pulled any triggers -it’s taken hundreds of thousands of people to effect this destruction.

The whole concept of bullying is so very strange. Why do human beings need to have people beneath them? Even enjoy their suffering… You’d think we’ve evolved past canine and feline urinating on each other’s things. Apparantly not.

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