The word "plights" is correct and usable in written English.
You typically use it to refer to a difficult or unfortunate situation, especially one that affects a group of people. Example: "The plights of the homeless are often overlooked by society."
Her niece had been searching fruitlessly for her every day since March 12th.Appalling as these people's plights are, they have been eclipsed for most of the week by fear of an altogether different sort: that of a meltdown in the damaged Fukushima Dai-ichi nuclear-power plant, some 240km north-east of Tokyo (see article).
His fascination with, and sympathy for, so-called ordinary people and their small, poignant plights still seems inexhaustible.
Because of strict reporting restrictions – which have recently been lifted in the case of Mr Da Massa – many of these parents are prevented from publicising their plights.
Luckily all the parties are funny and tragic in their plights, so it won't be hard to be balanced.
On his blog, Mirebrahimi implored his readers not to forget the plights of political prisoners, and he provided updates on imperilled dissidents.
Much as she had done in Arkansas, she travelled to town meetings, now throughout the country, where she listened as citizens — selected and screened but genuine — described their plights: underinsured, uninsured, uninsurable, and all in the face of some debilitating or catastrophic illness.
Their bodies may have grown up, but their spirits, as shown in their tantrums and tiny attention spans, are still half formed, and I, for one, find it hard to summon much sympathy for their unimportant plights.
There are some jolting shifts, as the libretto jumps from chivalric plights ("It is not wine / It is our lasting sorrow") to suburban problems ("They can't talk about certain members of her family, his working hours, her working hours, rabbits, mice, dogs... .....)... .....
Amid these pompous grabs at horror, neither author nor director has much grasp of what genuine, unhyped suffering might be like, or what pity should attend it; they are too busy fussing over the fate of the human race — a sure sign of metaphysical vulgarity — to be bothered with lesser plights.
Already famous in his twenties as a comedian — his long mock-sermon on the Bible verse "My brother Esau is a hairy man, but I am a smooth man" is still a classic — Bennett, at seventy-one, likes like the scholarship boy that he was fifty years ago, the kind of conscience-stricken lad whose plights and conquests remain at the center of his imagination.
A portrait that declines to name its subject becomes complicit, if inadvertently, in the cult of celebrity that has fuelled an insatiable appetite for the opposite sort of photograph: to grant only the famous their names demotes the rest to representative instances of their occupations, their ethnicities, their plights.
