kids
I was going to blog about children and pain, but it all just became too overwhelming.
Consider:
Two young brothers (and damn nearly a third) drowned this past week on a birthday outing. The news coverage of the grief of friends and family is enough to tear your heart out; not to mention the pictures of the boys themselves. We had a mud hole in our home town -- a conservation area "lake" that I suspect by the sounds of it was the sort in which these boys got in trouble in three/four feet of water. Two boys (Carl and Jimmy) drowned (in separate incidents) in the mud hole in my town when I was growing up before someone was smart enough to fill it in with gravel and add a levy to the taxes in order to build a swimming pool.
Then there's the wee 2 year old lad in Cambodia, kidnapped with others at his school. But he got shot in the head, deliberately, because, well, he was sobbing. Monsters. The world is full of fucking monsters.
As well I read personal accounts in the paper by a 12 year old girl -- she the Internet paedophile victim tracked down and found to be safe with new mother after Toronto cops used digital photo technology to show where the abuse took place but not show her--as she does what she can to make sure her adoptive father stays behind bars forever. The particularly horrible detail was that she was fed plain pasta and, she specified, no milk -- a starvation diet to delay puberty and keep her childishly thin. My god, one can only hope her convicted abuser wanders into the general prison population real soon. The monster adopted the girl from Russia and abused her the very first night she was his daughter.
But, like I say, I can't adequately convert my anger to a blog on these harms come to kids -- accident, murder, monstrosities.
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The Royal Ontario Museum is getting a, well, major facelift. I wandered by today. Didn't have a short enough lens with me to get a broad view of the steel framework that will be the new face of the museum, but the lines of the ironwork were intriguing. [I'm also too tired to resize this properly.]
Consider:
Two young brothers (and damn nearly a third) drowned this past week on a birthday outing. The news coverage of the grief of friends and family is enough to tear your heart out; not to mention the pictures of the boys themselves. We had a mud hole in our home town -- a conservation area "lake" that I suspect by the sounds of it was the sort in which these boys got in trouble in three/four feet of water. Two boys (Carl and Jimmy) drowned (in separate incidents) in the mud hole in my town when I was growing up before someone was smart enough to fill it in with gravel and add a levy to the taxes in order to build a swimming pool.
Then there's the wee 2 year old lad in Cambodia, kidnapped with others at his school. But he got shot in the head, deliberately, because, well, he was sobbing. Monsters. The world is full of fucking monsters.
As well I read personal accounts in the paper by a 12 year old girl -- she the Internet paedophile victim tracked down and found to be safe with new mother after Toronto cops used digital photo technology to show where the abuse took place but not show her--as she does what she can to make sure her adoptive father stays behind bars forever. The particularly horrible detail was that she was fed plain pasta and, she specified, no milk -- a starvation diet to delay puberty and keep her childishly thin. My god, one can only hope her convicted abuser wanders into the general prison population real soon. The monster adopted the girl from Russia and abused her the very first night she was his daughter.
But, like I say, I can't adequately convert my anger to a blog on these harms come to kids -- accident, murder, monstrosities.
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The Royal Ontario Museum is getting a, well, major facelift. I wandered by today. Didn't have a short enough lens with me to get a broad view of the steel framework that will be the new face of the museum, but the lines of the ironwork were intriguing. [I'm also too tired to resize this properly.]
posted by Heipel at
12:00 AM
4 Comments:
GOD!!! DAMN!!! SHIT!!!!
those monsters must be killed!!!...sheeeeesh...holy mackerel!!!!!.....
in my personal opinion....if people treat their's kid badly, they must to be treated as a cockroach..sheeesh..i can't calm down...sheeesh...
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Taking a step back, though, articles like these make me think "What is the constructed reality here?"
Why do the media like to do this to us so much, string together these awful, but random, incidents in such a way that we're left saying, "Ah, the world, it's a terrible mess. Surely these are the end-times."
There are bajillions of people on this planet, and most of them don't harm children, but in fact love them. That doesn't play, so it's not selected for presentation. Instead we're shown all these things that just reinforce our existing prejudices: "People who hurt children are bad." Well, who could disagree with that? It's too easy; there's no thinking here.
I love what Diane Diprima, considered to be the foremost female "Beat" writer, said about this (and, yes, she did say it in all-caps):
"IS THE ASSAULT ON NATIVE INTELLIGENCE & GOOD WILL THAT WE CALL THE EVENING NEWS ANYTHING OTHER THAN AN ACT OF TERROR?"
In whose interest is it to construct this reality? Only the media's. Consuming this stuff is as unnecessary and toxic as eating a daily plateful of PCBs.
P.S. Sorry, I see that my editing my comments leaves a trail of "removed post" notices. Curse of the copywriter: I write and copyedit my blog posts six times.
P.P.S. I'm worried about what horror they're going to build next to the ROM. That's one of Toronto's nicest buildings, and I fear they're going to saddle it with a Siamese twin with glass-and-steel elephantitis.
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