The why.

Why remind yourself and others of evil things and hatred, why babble along how bad things are or were?

(~Why do comedians sometimes go too far with morbid jokes?)
Why mention crimes, genocide, sad truths when your actual focus is where you draw your happiness from and what you personally concentrate on - on the beauty of life? You even believe the lame-sounding line of "seeing the good in people".

Awareness. It's not cause you cry and victimize yourself by showing what a bad and "dog-eat-dog" world this is.

I believe in finding out about the ugliness of the world not as an excuse for possible failure in one's life [aka whining] - but for a greater good of seeing what happened and avoiding allowing it to happen again with ignorance.

What the hell does it all mean anyhow? Nothing. Zero. Zilch.

Nothing comes to anything, and yet there's no shortage of idiots to babble.
Everybody's happy to talk, full of misinformation. Morality, science, religion, politics, sports, love. Your portfolio, your children, health. Christ. If I have to eat nine servings of fruits and vegetables a day to live, and... I don't even want to live. I hate goddamn fruits and vegetables.
And with it all, the day still comes when they put you in a box and it's on to the next generation of idiots who'll also tell you all about life and define for you what's appropriate.

  
[Woody Allen's Whatever Works, 2009]

^ I hear a single thing from that, as i nod away in agreement - "don't be a part of the next generation of idiots who tell people all about life and define for them what's appropriate"