<p>I didn't feel so strong about the prompt, so I slightly altered it and tried to make the best out of it. Grade as honestly as possible!</p>
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<p>Prompt: A better understanding of other people contributes to the develop of moral virtues. We shall be both kinder and fairer in our treatment of others if we understand them better. Understanding ourselves and understanding others are connected, since as human beings we all have things in common. </p>
<p>Assignment: Do we need other people in order to understand ourselves? </p>
<p>Realism casts a bright light on a subject. What's there is there. It's like a photograph - there is little depth. We can't determine and understand the gratitude of the image. Stanley in A Streetcar named Desire casts a bright light on Blanche. He sees what she currently is; not what made her that way. The same applies to the heinous treatment of outcasts. Society doesn't take the time to understand reflect. </p>
<p>Blanche is seemingly a Southern Belle, she's mannered, refined and proper. Beneath the luminous pearls and layered silk and merino -- a deeper and more distraught Blanche is there. She's lusting and drowning in nostalgia. She wants a young boy, the one she once had and drove to suicide. Stanley is oblivious to her past. He just takes her as prim and proper and breeds an undying passion of hate. He fails to realize that she's only fronting an image. She doesn't want anyone to know what she is really like - a drunk, lustful and poor human being. Stanley doesn't understand her. He doesn't grasp the the gratitude of her story. Had he known the full story, he would have felt sympathetic, and perhaps even empathic, to her situation. </p>
<p>Society places an image on outcasts. They are weird, freakly and if placed on a traditional Indian hierarchy - an "untouchable." Society takes their misfortune and casts a foul image. A homeless person is more than a homeless person; he is a father, a brother, a son. Anything. He could have easily lost his job and consequently his family and house. If we took the time to understand their individual and unique misfortune - we'd be able to sympathize and show our kind and nurturing nature. But, instead, we take what we see and assume they are a drunk deadbeat. </p>
<p>It doesn't take long to get to know someone and even learn and discover their story. But, -- </p>
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<p>And I ran out of room. Obviously the essay is weak - but how weak?</p>