They believed in universal human goodness, and discovered too late the reality of evil in the human heart. Michael Sinkowicz writes in The Pluralist
“Evil is a make-believe concept we’ve invented to deal with the complexities of fellow humans.”
An idealistic young American couple was killed in an Islamic State-claimed terrorist attack last month while on a cycling trip around the world.
Jay Austin and Lauren Geoghegan, who were both in their late 20s, last year quit their office jobs in Washington, DC, to embark on the journey.
“I’ve grown tired of spending the best hours of my day in front of a glowing rectangle, of coloring the best years of my life in swaths of grey and beige,” Austin wrote on his blog before he quit. “I’ve missed too many sunsets while my back was turned. Too many thunderstorms went unwatched, too many gentle breezes unnoticed.”
The couple documented their year-long journey on ?Instagram and on a ?joint blog. As The New York Times ?put it, they shared “the openheartedness they wanted to embody and the acts of kindness reciprocated by strangers.”
“You read the papers and you’re led to believe that the world is a big, scary place,” Austin wrote.
“People, the narrative goes, are not to be trusted. People are bad. People are evil.”
“I don’t buy it,” he continued. “Evil is a make-believe concept we’ve invented to deal with the complexities of fellow humans holding values and beliefs and perspectives different than our own… By and large, humans are kind. Self-interested sometimes, myopic sometimes, but kind. Generous and wonderful and kind.”
However, Austin and Geoghegan’s dream trip came
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Silly sods. And broken their parents’ hearts, I dare say.
As volunteers we sneaked out first to scout the neighborhood, before His second coming. // We reported back that some quickly saw the Light, some reborn, some lost in doubt, some lost in scorn, // We tarried too long and met our good Lord’s fate, meted out by blind men’s hate.//
Was His first message too bland, too light? Well, the second one will have a deeper, unforgettable bite.