One foggy morning in northern BC, my foreman hit a deer with our GMC Suburban. We took a picture, dragged it off the road and, without tarrying further, were on our merry way. A deer had died, but there was work to be done.  
Every day on this planet, people are starving to death: alone and forgotten. People are being tortured and imprisoned for their beliefs. People are killed for daring to disagree with the political "truth" of the day.  
If I had to choose one word to describe the North American psyche, it would be "apathy". Never before in the history of mankind has one nation had so much to offer to so many and done so little. If we wait for the future to act, when it gets here, we will no longer have the option.