Yet, it registers less emotion in me than the prisoners I saw on death row in Jamaica. I saw those people, learned of their unjust trials directly, and actually felt their pain. The closest I can come to concentration camps is by visiting the locations and museums where they used to be. I pride myself as a reasonable person, but I readily admit that my need for social justice is often grounded in a moral, gut feeling about what is right. And that is often dictated by experience.
Reality has more effect than art, and art has more effect than statistics.
So we do not want to escape our emotions. The fact that my feelings are stronger or place, people, and institutions near me in time and space encourages me to support Wabash College and the community of Crawfordsville. And perhaps my fraternity should give an equal amount of money to UN Human Relief efforts in Africa and to the Boys and Girls' Club. But emotional attachment is what causes me to donate money to the Club in the first place. Ideally, we are respondent as humans to causes at home, around our country, and the world.