More depressing history

I was reading my Making China Modern textbook on the train. Specifically, the chapter on the Sino-Japanese War. And all the way home I couldn't stop thinking about how fucked up people can be.

( Cut for depressing, sickening history )

I'd always vaguely known about the Sino-Japanese War so I wasn't expecting to be shocked. But reading a detailed account of it, I was shocked, and completely sickened by it. And then I was just angry. Angry at the Japanese, obviously, for their actions. Angry at Chiang Kai-Shek for retreating to inner China (all the while keeping troops stationed against the Chinese Communist forces but doing shit all about the Japanese) while the Japanese raped and burned and murdered their way across the country. Angry at misogyny and the patriarchy and men in general for their disgusting treatment of women during wartime (and any time, for that matter). Angry at the rest of the world (except Russia) who did practically nothing until the latter part of World War II when they started to feel threatened by Japanese expansion. Angry at the Japanese government who to this day denies or plays down many of the atrocities that happened. Angry at Douglas McArthur who granted immunity to the physicians of Unit 731 in exchange for providing America with the data they had collected from their "research" on biological warfare using human test subjects. Angry at humanity for being capable of this. So much anger. And nowhere for it all to go because it's pointless to be angry at things I can't change. Full of rage and nothing I can take it out on. Except my LJ.

My LJ is like a stress ball. *squishes it*

*sigh*

I hate being a History major sometimes.