Yesterday I went to Fort Benning for a vigil/protest for the victims of The School of Americas. While I was there I took some photos and four short clips (1 min- 3 min), so that I could show Mark and my mother, as this was the first vigil and organized protest that I have ever attended. As I was looking at my footage, I could not help but to draw parallels between what I imagine the personal struggle and torture of addiction to be like and the little known of tortures and the war that affords the comfort we have in American society. The heinous crimes and torture committed were done so by SOA graduates it is impossible for me to not make a connection between our government training these individuals and our economic policies. I feel that this idea can certainly be extended universally to any nation’s war and particularly the wars that the United States of America are involved in. At whose expense does our freedom come? The happiness and comfort that we have knowing that convenience is but a snap of the fingers or a click of the mouse is brought at whose demise? Out of sight, out of mind. Everything will be o.k. I’m too busy to know where to start to change things. It’s out of my hands. If things changed would I have to suffer?
As I began to think about this more, it only seemed fitting that I would change the visual component of my video.