The Mara has long been the image of Africa. It is hauntingly beautiful, wild and largely untamed land with vast, open plains that roll on for hundreds of square miles. I was struck when I first came here by the way the Maasai seem to glide across each blade of grass, their feet barely touching the ground.
Instead of the constant critiquing and debating (and, ahem, blog posting), shouldn't we all be a little embarrassed that this movie is so popular? The movie posters boast that it is a "global phenomenon", and, based on the volume of discussion, media coverage and blatant outrage that this movie has sparked, I am starting to actually believe this to be true.
Without love our empathy always falls short, and without full-bodied empathy we cannot act in true selflessness, consequently, we will not fix the deep seated issues we face as a species. It makes sense that unless we reclaim love from its hegemonic interpretations, in order to love ourselves, to love others and to love planet, our work for social change will always be burdened.