It's just a little violence...

http://www.pri.org/stories/2015-02-04/ultra-violent-death-cult-heart-isis

I may have written about this before, but I'm troubled again by it today.

The headlines are just filled with violence. ISIL killed their hostage, and Jordan responded by killing two ISIL folks. There's violence threatened by Boko Haram in Cameroon. Everywhere, the value of human life seems diminished. And it really bothers me. A lot.

The Book of Mormon prophet, Mormon, wrote of his people and civilization become a constant scene of bloodshed. While I don't think we're quite to that point yet, I think we're well on our way. And it happens so regularly as to be numbing. ISIL posts videos of the execution. But hey, it's not that much different from the video games we let our children play.

Sigh.

I know that death is an essential part of the plan, and is inevitable to us all. But we've become so cavalier about it... Even the accidental deaths, like that crazy plane crash in Taiwan this morning... It's a tragedy, and yet it all nestles in within our news experience. I don't know. I'm just getting a bit sick of it. Enough is enough.

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