The Tears of a Child

I was reading in the newspaper about some of the awful things that people do to each other around the world.

One story was about a group of Hmong in Laos who had finally decided to surrender to the Communists, after hiding in the jungle for many years. They had been abandoned by the U.S. after the Vietnam War. Their fate was questionable when they were rounded up by soldiers and driven away in trucks. Most of them were reported to be women and children.

Another story led off with a picture of a young Palestinian girl in tears. I found it heart-wrenching.

It leaves me with the question, how can people hate so much that the tears of a child no longer affect them?