Life and living
Something is wrong
I recall seeing a video clip of white American young men vacationing at a Mexican resort and a group of Mexican young men gathered around them and told them this was their territory and they had to leave. A scuffle ensued and it seems to be even but one American was an excellent fighter and he submitted one Mexican kid after another. The leader of the Mexican group stood in front of him and said something and spit in his face. The white kid set up and with one punch knocked him out. That was the end.
Now perhaps they could have talked it out. Perhaps they could have discussed where each party was coming from. Both sides had some legitimate grievances and resentments even if the tourist area was technically open to the whites, but the Mexicans chose to be bullies because they thought they could get away with it, until they couldn't. Men in general will take what they can until they are stopped. There is a basic error within us.
I also recall watching an animal show that caught a young bison fighting with an older bison, probably over a female. The older bison became wounded, and backed off to die in the swamp. I felt empathy for the older bull, left to die, humbled, his stature shattered. What was the purpose of it? Why did he have to die?
This all brings me back to a basic cry of why life is so. I know some spiritual reasons, but still, why is life like this? We need help and comfort because we are in a predicament. This is often the land of death and it can be scary. There is beauty and harmony here, but there is still something wrong.