Should we ever apologize for the past? Australia has apologized for its history of child abuse, while the Japanese prime minister has refused to apologize for the torture of Chinese citizens during WWII. For myself, I stand on the side of "why should they"?
Why should people take responsibility for a world in which they were not part of? And even if we are not talking about a society here, but ONE PERSON. Why should that one person take responsibility of a past action, if in fact, she knew the stupidity of it as soon as it was over?
Do we really have to claim these pieces that lay abandoned on the sidewalks of our minds, slapping a label on them as others call "next!" on judgement day?
This is the cruel, inexplicable, frustrating side of the world, isn't it? It always brings the past to the surface to haunt me. Its bubbles slow and threatening, splattering droplets as I turn my back.
Let the sediments of what's done drift to the bottom. What need is there for the Before to bleed into Now?
Something like responsibility floats here, but I close my eyes to it.
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