Somethings Can Not Crush A Human Spirit

Today I read an article involving to Pakistani women, who's faces have been severely damaged by arson and acidic burns. Liaqat and Akbar are among the many women in Pakistan who face life changes incidents like this. There faces have been mangled to the point that they are almost unrecognizable. Such a tragedy would normally place any person into a state of severe depression and alienation from the outside world. In a world where beauty is not only valued, it is almost a necessity, some would rather die than lose their good looks. Instead of letting the world stomp their now hideous faces into the ground, Liaqat and Akbar now work as beauticians. They live the same lives that they did before their accidents, and don't let the scars on their faces slow them down. We hear from the majority of our American public that beauty does not matter; that makes the majority of Americans bold faced liars. Only a select few people on this planet could care less what a person looks like. You can not tell me that in this nation; where the media is run by chiseled jaw, perfect tan, big breasted, perfect smile, contently rich news casters, that looks do not matter. Employers tell their clients that they are not chosen based on looks but, do you see any haggard women working at the high fashion stores in the mall? Now, young girls and even young boys are constantly pressured by friends, family, and acquaintances, to look as beautiful or handsome as possible. In school, anyone who breaks the status quo of beauty in the lunch room or class room, in immediately ostracized by the "pretty" people. If our top super models were in a tragic accident which deformed their faces and bodies, their careers would be over. The public would be disgusted and while they would feel bad and maybe shed a few tears, most of them would be able to look past the scars left behind.

Issues like this that exist in the hellacious pit that is human nature, makes me sick. Looks should not matter to anyone. For many years, people did not even have the choice of who they were to marry. Now, instead of looking for the subtleties and good qualities of our spouses, we just look at their body. Love, seems to be just a word now. A word that once was a feeling, an emotion, something that was pure and true. Centuries later, that word has been raped, pillaged, and divorced many times, and has no meaning any more. The only word that matters to the public eye is beauty. Which has been degraded to the equivalent of sex. Of course, that is the only thing that sells anymore, and it comes very cheap.