Camus - Lo Straniero...
Just finished reading a 150 page book that gave me the shivers... and that's simply an understatement... Too many questions come to mind after a story as relevant now as it was in 1942! How do we live our lives? Do we waste time? But if we do waste time, are we happier wasting it as we do, or would we like to live differently? What is it that renders a life more worth living than another? What are the real joys of living? Death... we live waiting for death... what difference would it make if it arrived today or in 20 years. To whom would it make a difference? To you? Or to those around you? Would society care? And if so for how long? What if you had to take your life away, or someone else's life away? To whom do you need to answer? To GOD? Who does life belong to? Who does your life belong to? Can the state dispose of it as it pleases, to repay society for your bad deeds? How hypocritical are those that profess themselves as faithful and ascribe to the death penalty? If life is really a gift, then who are we to take it away from anyone? Guillotine, Hanging, Electric Chair, Lethal Injection... all human conjectures to go against what any coherent person believes... Amazing how capable we are of torturing others, we - the human race - human to a certain extent. Inflicting pain, torturing, humiliating, murdering, executing.... INHUMANE! What a contradiction in terms.... I can't help but realise that we live in a wonderful world, a weird wonderful world full of contradictions... Strange how we can all become Strangers in the Familiarity of our home... Read it! Trust me!... those weak of heart, sit down while you do!
