I went to see Blood Diamond; it left me cold. The story is ostensibly about conflict diamonds in Sierra Leon, and yet it still managed to centre around white people.
The “hero” of the movie, played by Leo DeCaprio, is supposedly the one person whom we are to care about, as his “redemption” is the crux of the movie; I am supposed to care about this guy after watching him gun down dozens militia children with an machine guy so that he can get his hands on a valuable diamond? There is just no redemption for that. . .
What am I supposed to do with this information, that conflict diamonds are bad? I suppose I should not buy diamonds (something I don’t do anyway). I could go to Africa and help, but this film clearly showed “relief” workers as overrun and powerless. I could donate money, but as referenced in this film, how do we know the money is going to the right people? What am I supposed to do besides feel really shitty about how terrible human beings are?
I will do what I always do: nothing. Go back into denial tomorrow morning.
I was listening to CBC radio this AM, and Jim Brown opens up the phone lines to talk about the new cabinet that our new Alberta Premier Ed Stelmach (the “not Ted Morton” guy) chose; sixteen older, white men and two older, white women, all of whom (save for four) are from rural ridings. This is not a good thing, and Brown was doing a hell of a job trying to lead people into that direction. Instead, call after call came in with people supporting Stelmach and giving him the benefit of the doubt, and that we should “wait and see” what happens. That just because these people were all white doesn’t mean that they would not be good at their jobs, and isn’t it terrible that a white guy can’t pick a bunch of other white guys without the “Liberal Media” causing a non-issue out of it?
This, ladies and gentlemen, is pure bullshit.
Perhaps a result of these incidents coinciding, but I leave this lunar cycle feeling deflated, giving into my defeatist cynicism a little. I am surrounded by privilege (my own included), with mostly white people discussing their shoes and dresses and cocktail parties and making top ten lists (guilty) and shopping and worrying about stupid shit like karma and RA work and nonsense….
So I do nothing and choke down another latte.