I’m so sorry

I’m so consumed by Russia’s war on Ukraine, I can’t focus on anything else.

There are so many angels to this terrible tragedy. And it’s not enough to say “tragedy”. Tragedy is when there is an earthquake or tsunami; when there is death of suffering because of the circumstances we don’t fully control. Putin’s aggression is that — aggression. It’s a purposeful act of destroying human life, of ruining peace, of denying millions — whether in Ukraine or Russia — a chance to build peaceful, prosperous lives. Few lives are peaceful or prosperous in the first place. To live is to suffer. As human beings, even in peaceful times, we go through a lot of turbulence, stress, uncertainty, anguish, heartbreaks, separations; physical and mental illness; we all at some point go through the experience of seeing someone die or suffer. Multiplying that suffering at huge scale through own free will is incomprehensible.

With every passing day, you’d think there’d be some sense of getting accustomed to the shocking news.

But I can’t.

I’ve read hundreds of posts on social media, LinkedIn especially, from both Ukrainians and Russians.

Most communicate the incredible shock and outrage over Putin’s aggression. They’re close to heart of course.

Some — though not many — sound a little perfunctory and I pay attention to them. I think it’s best to stay silent than say something trivial for the purpose of virtue signaling. We are against the war. We hope a diplomatic solution can be found. No…