Let’s take a moment to think.
You see someone beautiful and completely radiant cross your path. You watch them pass and notice, they are horribly disfigured.
You see someone ugly and disgustingly appalling cross your path. You watch them pass and notice, they are horribly disfigured.
Who do you believe’s tragedy is greater? The person of immense beauty or the person who didn’t have any type of beauty to begin with?
At the moment I’m reading a book called The Bonesetter’s Daughter by Amy Tan and there is a very interesting passage that I would like to share with all of you:
“…I heard [Sister Yu] say, ‘What a tragedy that a boy so handsome has to be lame.’ Perhaps this was supposed to comfort the students as well. But to my mind she was saying Kai Jing’s tragedy was greater than that of others simply because he was born more pleasing to the eye. How could Sister Yu, of all people, think such a thing? If a rich man loses his house, is that worst than if a poor man loses his?”
– The Bonesetter’s Daughter by Amy Tan
Really interesting read, highly recommended, actually any of her books are really good reads.
Really interesting concept.
Which is worst?
My opinion: As spectators we aren’t allowed to categorize the weight of another person’s tragedies. Bad things happen and the weight of them is irrelevant especially to the one who is suffering and we all know we had once been that person, one time or another. In the moment of adversity nothing matters, nothing can really make you feel better except maybe time and a pint of ice cream.
In any case you usually aren’t at all well-informed of their situation. These split-second generalizations come from a chance encounter. Chances are you don’t know them, you probably don’t even know their name. At this point, why are you even judging this person? You don’t know them. It’s not your place.