I don’t like the word compassion. When I hear it, I see for my inner eye “compassionate conservatives” with mild smiles at charity events. Previously such inner images could make me annoyed. Nowadays they make me sad. I can see now that charity is a kind of blindness. Some people fight with all their might against equal rights and justice. They prosper in an unjust world with exploitation and poverty. To hide their selfishness they donate money to charity.