Thinking about the role of “ostracized” in our culture, the “them” who are the bad ones, the enemy, the untouchables, in conjunction with ebola, a global stigma. Reflecting about the lack of justice innate in human communities, how those who win or suffer less from human issues often do so riding on the backs of others, of serving the self first, often unwittingly. What a strange world we live in with so much suffering and so much disconnection.
This was spurred on by seeing that Spain has a number of ebola cases that did not originate in Africa, the first I believe. And thinking about resources and something this deadly/horrific, and how quickly people would turn away from helping, how quickly clean hospitals might be hard to find even with first world resources.