The death of the Indian laborer whose arm was torn off by a machine. Our humanity died with him
Words have weight. They contain meaning and inspire consequences. He died Satnam Singh the Indian boy who in Latina “he had lost an arm” during his work in the fields. No. Because words have weight, Satnam was not careless, he was not someone who absentmindedly loses an arm. He “ate” it an agricultural machine.
It was taken from him and he was not rescued. Those he worked for also considered him a machine. Machines replace each other: what do you do if they break?
Without humanity
Forced to say “we” and all the rest are “others” we lost the thing that united us: humanity. The boy, who was just over 30 years old, died, also erased from respect for evil and for the end. All he cares about is getting the job done quickly at the lowest possible cost even if that minimum cost is life, human life.
I come from a world where pain and tragedy were at the center of life and we all had the duty to help and never the right to abuse.
Satnam Singh he was an Indian boy, come here to live at least. Gone from a place where living is less hope: he died without us stopping.
We want to pay less for courgettes and mozzarella and we no longer care if that less is a human life. We and others, to remain in the illusion of being different and better: we are denying our civilization which is everyone’s right to be human.
Maybe the boy could have been saved if… If there had been human people and not “us” towards “others”.
