People see what they want to see.

Every now and then I like to claim that "I live in a bubble". It usually comes up when I encounter something I didn't know about, but also when there's something I don't want to know.
Everywhere in the world there are problems and pain, but people choose to look the other way. They watch the news and they feel bad, so incredibly sad it almost hurts, for those poor people who have to run from their homes, who see their loved ones being brutally murdered, who experience wars first hand. They sit in front of their television sets, in their comfy sofas and feel bad for not being able to do anything. Then they switch the channel and laugh at some silly entertainment show. Soon they forget all about wars. All about pain. All about misery and death. But for the minutes the war report lasts they can feel it. Never like the people in it, of course, but somewhere in the back of their heads they start wondering what it'd be like to have to run from your home, flee your country, watch your family get raped, tortured and murdered. All because you're different. All because you got in the way of a conflict between people you don't know. All because you believe in something else. For a few minutes.

I know. I'm on of them. I live in a bubble. If there's something I don't want to see, I simply switch the channel.