My old Psycho prof was right. There is no such thing as “fair,” not in an environment where every little thing that changes puts it out of balance. But is trying to make it as close to “fair” the main component of being human? Is it so hard to accept a concept of “fairness” in an unbalanced environment?

If a robber is caught by the police, but the person he robbed from didn’t want to press charges, would it be fair to the other people he had stolen from? If a mayor’s daughter was murdered, and the mayor insists on putting all the police efforts on catching the killer, would it be fair to the other families whose loved ones were murdered by other people?

There are rules against this, of course. But the human component of insistence, persistence, cunning, and that particular habit of picking which rules apply to oneself steps in to ensure that one gets what one desires. It is this very thing that fucking pisses me off.

How can one stay objective and fair if things are taken into personal account? How can one’s judgment not be clouded when personal “feelings” are at stake (especially that most annoying thing called pride)? Every little thing is a personal matter in one way or another.

I am so incredibly confused and annoyed.