Can’t We Do Better?

For our date, I let the hubby off the hook for taking me to the movies. I don’t know…live with an accountant long enough and you might wind up being cheap too. So, last Friday, instead of spending what probably would have been $30 to go see a movie for the two of us with a box of popcorn and a couple bottled waters, we stayed in and watched Slumdog Millionaire.

I know, I’m always the last one to the party. This movie has been out for a good while now and this was just my first time seeing it. But I don’t think I was prepared for the awesomeness that is Slumdog Millionaire. The movie had vivid color and music. The issues of the impoverished country were expertly brought to the forefront while intertwined within a beautiful love story (for which I am one of the biggest suckers). The children of India were adorable and both loved at times but most times heartbreakingly neglected and abused throughout the story. It even managed to weave in some comedic events as it urged me to swallow large doses of reality. At times I laughed and at times I swiped at the glistening corners of my eyes. It was worth every bit of the five buck trip to the couch to watch it.

So, what’s the reason for stories like this? Slumdog brought to light abusive situations regarding children and now these same children appear to be getting abused again, just in a different way. I’m not really certain about how things work there. But I’m thinking 326 million dollars would be enough to have bought those children their own land, homes (built from the ground up, if necessary)-not apartments, with enough left over for a nice-sized bank account for their families to move forward and a trust fund too. And I don’t think it would’ve taken the whole 326 million to do it either. I wonder if it’s a fault on the director’s part or the part of some other party or parties that want to get their hands on the money that rightfully belongs to the children and their families.

You know, I was watching this commercial the other day about how to make your home look like it came out of a magazine. I had seen Slumdog, but had not seen the buzz about this story yet. Watching this commercial juxtaposed against the fresh mental images of the abuse, sexual exploitation, and the gang violence in the slums of India, while at the same time realizing we have slums of the same kind in the States, I thought to myself, “That’s really American, isn’t it? Is that what we concern ourselves with?” I don’t think there is a problem having nice things. But when having is all we’re about, it sucks. We might not be liked overseas in a lot of cases. But our way of life still influences many other cultures. Can’t we do better about what we say is important?

Here and here are the only updates to the situation I’ve seen so far. Somehow, I get the feeling that what is being given to them now is still being given somewhat grudgingly.

Poor kids. I don’t know who is withholding the money or is trying to steal from these children and I’m not sure why the producers/directors and whoever else involved with making the movie are, in my opinion, not being a little more generous with the kids (or why it appears they’re blaming the press, it seems, for telling on them). But, it’s a shame that when these children were used to exposed injustices, it’s all still following them somehow. In light of these events, the movie turns out to be a bittersweet for me.


~ by babystace on May 27, 2009.

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