Lord of War

So today I watched Lord of War (on Blueray, I would like to add....amazing, it's like the movie is right there beside you lolz). If you haven't seen the movie, I'll give you the briefest synopsis.


This guy pretty much sells illegal weapons in a seemingly legal to way to crime lords and dictators and the like. He even involves his brother in his business. He buys the woman of his dreams in a way with lies and much money and they marry. She finds out what he's doing and asks him to stop. He does. For a little. Then he begins again. She turns him in to the agent that has been trying to catch him for 30 years (Surprisingly nobody ages except their son the whole 30 years). Sadly for the agent guy, the US government lets him off because he sells weapons to the enemies of our enemies and therefore he is a necessary evil.

The part of the movie that really got to me was when they were showing genocide in Sierra Leone. (Sp?) The people had to stay in their tents and if they left they were killed. Yet, these weren't men being killed. These were women and children, people that probably didn't hurt anybody. This is a concept I cannot seem to grasp. So I ask the question, as a fellow African and a fellow human being.

Why must people shed blood to prove a point?

I cannot begin to fathom how and why it is ever acceptable to kill a child, to kill a future doctor or lawyer or humanitarian. And I often wonder why is it my people (not Nigerians, but Africans-- even though Nigerians have had a history of doing treacherous things) that seem to be the worst at doing it. I'm just shocked and confused. I can't wrap my mind around it....


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