Religions- A Mask Of Politicians' Interest

It is probably all political, nothing is that conflicting in the religions to require so much energies to be put into hatred. Politics runs on fear, and fear is a cheap product, the cheapest. It is some sort of a process that takes place over and over again in the most unfortunate timings. The trigger is indisputable, an act of horror that does only harm and never any good to anyone and not on any level what so ever! When people get harmed, humane emotions floats on the surface only to sink back within moments. The feelings that fill the gap are those of hatred. It is so easy to manipulate people to hate and then it is even easier to manipulate the people. Politics is doing that, manipulating the people and their opinions in the moments of disconnection from reasonable thinking. When innocents are harmed, the immediate air of distrust reigns. It is some sort of automatic reaction that happens like the smell that a bombed bus would leave. Distrust is followed by aggression all driven by amok fear. The media wether it wants to or not is recruited each to its natural side. Left is us, the people who can’t think of others but the people who really got harmed. The victims, the wounded and their families. The period of time described so far in this process is still less than twenty four hours. One looses his whole life in a moment, and the circulation of reaction to the loss is less than twenty four hours. Life here is cheap until it is lost, like some forgotten old art. After it is a death and not life, it becomes profit yielding, something you can sell and trade with. Politicians come in to the picture saying what best serves their personal interest, convincing themselves that it is what the people want, and the wish of the people is the most important thing, especially when the people is most vulnerable. I know what is good for the people, and I will let them know that too. The final stage is the soaking in a consensus, that we hate each other, that we cannot live with each other, and we can’t let the other live, not in peace at least. It is really excruciating, but it is okay, doesn’t matter anymore, we’ve already forgotten how does it feel to have privilege of relaxation.