Pondering at Four

“The war in Darfur, Sudan begin in 2003,” began the documentary. “Hundreds of villages have been destroyed and tens of thousands of people have died as a result of the conflict.” The documentary grew more intense. “Militias have chased more than one million people from their homes. Many have taken up shelter in structures made of sticks and grass.” On screen, a group of men began to mercilessly beat another man with the butts of their rifles. “The International Crisis group estimates that disease and starvation will kill 350,000 people if the world fails to quell the violence involving rebels and government sponsored militias.” Several small children appeared on screen. Their bones portuded from their bodies, giving the audience full view of their innards. They stumbled as they walked over the cracked dusty ground. “Over a hundred thousand children are currently going days without food. Efforts will most likely not be enough to save them.” The documentary froze the screen and addressed the audience. “Well what do you have to say for yourselves?”
“Munch, Munch, Munch,” replied the audience as they shoved $4.25 popcorn into their mouths and sipped their $3.50 sodas. “That was a pretty good movie,” they said as they exited the theater. “A little depressing though.”