We forget

We have an infatuation with labeling people good or bad. I don't think there are good or bad people. I think there are just people. People can do good and bad things. The human race tends to sweep people who do bad things under the rug. That's not a man who did that crime, that's a criminal. That's not a man who murdered, that's a murderer. That's not a man doing crack, that's a comedian. Criminal, Murderer, Crack-headed-comedian, all have such a subhuman ring to it. It's comfortable to think that humans aren't capable of being these monsters. So we lift the rug and sweep, but we forget to ask ourselves why these things happen. What drives a man to murder? There are a multitude of answers. We forget to heal the environments that make people do crazy things like comedy. We forget to heal each other. We forget to heal.