I think all human suffering is the same; some wounds are broader and deeper, but it’s all the same, in the end. Which is why I’m so concerned with social justice. How much worse would it be if my mother was killed by a drone strike? By a terrorist’s bomb? By a crazy police officer? Human suffering, boiled down, is basically the same. Which is why I care about it all… I wish I could find more actionable solutions, but here we are.
June 6, 2013
Writing the Grief, social justice.
By justinwoo
About justinwoo
Justin Woo is a Rutgers graduate, Jersey City resident, and Chinese-American poet, theatre artist, videographer, photographer and DJ. He has performed at universities and theatres in New York, New Jersey, Connecticut, Massachusetts, Rhode Island, and New Hampshire including the 2007 NYC Fringe Festival and the Tony Award-winning Crossroads Theatre.
He was a member of the 2011 and 2012 JC Slam team, and is a JC Slam committee member and tech director.
He has collaboratively created several multidisciplinary spoken word theatre pieces. He is currently writing "The Girl Behind The Glass," a science fiction play exploring androids, sex, freedom, consent, and personhood.
His goal is to encourage positive social and political change through the creation and performance of startling, extraordinary poetry and theatre.
View all posts by justinwoo
This entry was posted on Thursday, June 6th, 2013 at 6:17 pm and tagged with grief, loss, love, social justice, suffering and posted in Uncategorized. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.
-
Recent Posts
No Instagram images were found.
Leave a comment