It's one thing to see a still picture of a militant next to a civilian with a blerb about ISIS demands and then the talking head goes on about how it's the other political party's fault and you should vote for his guy. It's quite another to remove all the media commentary completely, see the interaction between the militant and the civilian, hear thew civilian's last words, and then hear the civilian's screams of pain and see their blood and watch them die. The murdered person becomes real me. He's not a picture and blerb and a shameless political plug followed by a commercial brake full of products you need to buy or you won't get that rase and that girl won't **** you and you'll be fat and miserable and alone call now operators are standing by.......he's a real human being.
And now he's dead.
And I watched him die.
That makes the whole ISIS thing real to me, it makes me care, it makes me want to care on a basic human level, not a political bias level.