Saw the Passion of Christ yesterday and saw through the passion

Then just now look up the current news, after feeling completely out of it for the last few days, to find headlines of Iraqis hacking apart the burnt remains of a human body. The person had been in a car attacked in Fallujah. This is so disturbing because I came home from the movie last night stunned and subdued.
I talked to my mother about how it seemed like a drawn out viewing of someone being beaten to death by malicious and callous people. I was aghast at the brutality of the film and yet comforted that this kind of killing didn't happen any more. Then my mom replied by pointing me to the recent series of articles in the Guardian which we get every day, covering the ten year anniversary of the attrocities in Rwanda:

"In 1994, around 800,000 people were massacred when Rwanda's Hutu majority turned against the Tutsi community. One of the worst atrocities took place in the town of Kibuye, where 21,000 were killed in two days. A decade on, Chris McGreal, who reported on the genocide at the time, returns to the town to talk to the survivors - and the killers living among them " Guardian article

I had, perhaps falsely, hoped that the sort of torture and deliberate suffering inflicted on others would have come to a form of halt. People will kill, I can accept, but I would have thought that by now we'd move to shooting someone in the head to do the job. Instead, people still act in the most horrific and brutal ways possible. How does one pick oneself up to maintain a 'happy' existence with knowledge of such suffering. We are all at fault and yet a the same time how can anyone be said to be a cause for actions like these....

Read below/don't read below, it's up to you, either way it's not anything you ever want to hear.

The militia burned tyres at the church's heavy wooden doors to smoke out the condemned into the path of swirling machetes. A barrage of grenades and gunfire cut down many who remained inside until the interahamwe burst through, chopping at the living and the dead. Madalena ran for the back door with her father.

"As he went out he was hacked and immediately killed. So many people running out the door were killed, but somehow the blades never caught me. I kept running all the way to the lake. There was a crowd of us but at the lake there were more militia. So we turned and ran to the nuns' home," she says. "I didn't know where to hide, so I went to the cellars."

Young women were hauled into the undergrowth and gang raped, among them a girl called Rahel, whose attackers then gouged her eyes out. She begged to be led to the lake so she could drown herself but there were too many militiamen down by the water and she bled to death.

Fallujah attacks (AP)