Attachment is the great fabricator of illusions; reality can be attained only by
someone who is
detached
SIMONE WEIL


Sunday, February 21, 2010

Another Day, Another Murder

When did this safe city start becoming the murder capital of the country? Another woman seems to be discovered killed every week. In fact, come to think of it, when did this country become so violent? It used to be the place described as the place to raise children; the place where it was the norm to leave doors unlocked and keys in cars. Now though the news is filled with stories of murder and death and car crashes and dog mauling and animal cruelty and police shootings and violence against people that are trying to do the right thing.

And yes I realise that our crime rate is nowhere near the scale that the rest of the world seem to sit on - especially the big cities - but that was the whole point. We are this little sparsely populated island at the end of the world. Green and clean and safe only now we have to add violent to the list.
It’s not only the volume of these horrible crimes but the age of those doing them. Children. 14 years old and being charged with murder.
Can we, as humans, be born devoid of all innocence? Is it as we have always believed? Something that is able to be lost but not regained? Do we start off our lives innocent and become more jaded and cynical depending upon our life’s experiences? But life affects us all differently. Perhaps innocence is instead another of these aspects of our being that we are either born with or not. Some born innocent and who retain some aspect of that throughout their lives no matter how long they live or what they go through while others are born with no hope of redemption.

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