I am actually happy after reading an article from an American news source. The article itself does not matter but its core idea does: Fortunately, a human will only ever be human.
In its lifetime, the human will never aspire to anything better than a human. Hardest it tries, any human is just as susceptible as any other to an inevitable succumbence of life in the case of failing to find itself a sufficient amount of food or water. This is the beauty and the tragedy of life.
Emotions work similarly, I believe. In suggesting this I propose that they, even of those in positions of corrupt authority, can only take so much systematism before they snap. After a certain point, one can only suppress so many emotions before the pent-up feelings begin to leak from physical orifice. Forcing all potential escape routes closed in an attempt to trap the emotions seems like it can lead to a breakdown. This is also beautiful about the human.
My point is this: From the things I have read so far, modern westernized society seems to often want to build a machine or a system to plow through the many various roadblocks of development. When humans are assigned a place within system or control of a machine, the operator is not as capable as the function of the entire machine, otherwise why build the machine?
This small idea means that humans can and will break. Workers in corrupt authority will probably at some point break down. If not in public, the breakdown will likely occur in the privacy of itself. For now, the sensitivity of humanity is the immutable switch that will unfortunately put a certain amount potential of failure on every effort. However, this unfortunate condition is also one of the most valuable assets to all of us because it signifies that people can only be swept (or sweep others) under the rug for so long before dispute erupts.
In the situation that conflict erupts, my hope is that people find non-violent methods of solving disputes. It is possible, and this is also the beauty of humanity: choice in action; autonomy.
