2 years ago this week, Malaysia Airlines Flight 370 disappeared enroute from Kuala Lumpur to Beijing. With the loss of 239 people, this tragedy continues as the most expensive wreckage search in aviation history goes on at the time of writing.
If due to human intervention, Malaysian police have identified the flight’s captain as the prime suspect with everyone presumed perished in the southern Indian Ocean.
At the time of the event, I reflected on tragic and instructive nature of the event. How would the passengers know if the flight was being hijacked by the crew? The wider lesson here is how would we know that culture is being hijacked if we are distracted by issues of lesser priority or numbed by entertainment?
What lies are people being promised only to be taken somewhere horrific instead?
Cultural hijack seems abstract, not so once you see the face of human suffering from it. Just this week, I was faced again and again with that.
Living A Lie
An overseas student being told “You’re the woman, you can decide” when she talked to the one who helped get her pregnant. She was also told that he would be leaving the country soon.
A childcare worker undergoing medical tests because she has just had her fourth miscarriage in a row, made all the worse by the memory of her three abortions.
A grieving mother getting a tattoo with the date of when she had her abortion as a way of mourning the loss of her child.
A distraught woman seeking the support of the one who helped her get pregnant only having one of her calls answered which abruptly ended with, “I’ve got to go. I’m going to be wingman for my friend to pick up chicks.” Her drug addicted mother was of no more help, only reminding her that she too had an abortion and went back to the same behaviour prompting it that very same day.
Dying By Lie
Little wonder Australia’s suicide rate has risen to its highest in 13 years with a 50% increase in young women.
This is why males need to know, there is a standard to which they must aspire to be men.