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Jan. 11th, 2008 09:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tamara_russoI don't understand my brother. He seems to have absolutely no sympathy, for heaven's sake.
He turned the channel to a movie I didn't know, about a guy who was jewish and became a Nazi (don't ask me who came up with that idea, even though I do have a cousin who turned christian). He had a gang and they started a riot in a kosher restaurant so a judge made them go listen to some holocaust survivors talk about their experiences, and hearing some of these things made me sick, horrified. The worst thing is I know these things actually happened, so I turned my head away from the T.V. set and my brother asked me what's wrong, and he couldn't grasp why I was so horrified, he tells me "It's just a movie", but it's not - it happened, it happens even nowadays in so many places in the world, and he couldn't understand why I was acting the way I did.
I can't understand how he grew up in the same house as me and have all these idea and manners that make me sick, and every time I try to say something he calls me "righteous" and belittles what I say, and I hate this - I hate it that my own brother can't see the horror in that film, the horror of calling someone a dyke, of all this hatred and bigotry that deteriorates so fast into violence.
He turned the channel to a movie I didn't know, about a guy who was jewish and became a Nazi (don't ask me who came up with that idea, even though I do have a cousin who turned christian). He had a gang and they started a riot in a kosher restaurant so a judge made them go listen to some holocaust survivors talk about their experiences, and hearing some of these things made me sick, horrified. The worst thing is I know these things actually happened, so I turned my head away from the T.V. set and my brother asked me what's wrong, and he couldn't grasp why I was so horrified, he tells me "It's just a movie", but it's not - it happened, it happens even nowadays in so many places in the world, and he couldn't understand why I was acting the way I did.
I can't understand how he grew up in the same house as me and have all these idea and manners that make me sick, and every time I try to say something he calls me "righteous" and belittles what I say, and I hate this - I hate it that my own brother can't see the horror in that film, the horror of calling someone a dyke, of all this hatred and bigotry that deteriorates so fast into violence.
