There are books which make cause anger, pain, and a sense of absurdity of our thinking.
Anger because the sense of entitlement that make you think that you can do whatever you want to do as long as you have the power on your side. Even if it means to blind yourself to the extreme suffering or others.
Pain because the unnecessary loss of lives which could have not ended prematurely, and the remaining lives which were lived as lost, uprooted, and sad.
Absurdity because your greed not only stopped you from seeing what was inhuman but also gave you the courage to present this is as a favour to larger humanity without the consent of people who lost everything. An idea that you justify on your own terms while disguising it in the name of law, class, race, superiority and what not.
This is a document which records the greed of colonisers who had vested interests in terminating people and the civilians who pounced on the misery of fellow humans to get the smallest benefits out of it. This was not the first time, and this will not be the last.
If we don't have a reason to kill others, we'll invent one.
Peace
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