Saturday, April 21, 2007

Virginnia Tech Massacre

Sorry to bug. 

I left work on Monday afternoon at 2p.m.  Driving home I heard the news report on the Virginnia Tech massacre.  It, of course, made me sad and reflective.  During the course of the week it has been difficult to avoid the story both within and without myself.  Last night driving home from work I caught a newscast where the reporter was reading a letter written by the Seung-Hoi Cho's sister.  It expressed apologies to the victims.  I couldn't help feeling sorry for this family that has to take responsibity for the acts of its son and brother.  I thought of something that my good friend Ron said when we were kids: "Even Hitler had a mother."  I thought of the people I love and what I could and couldn't forgive of them.  That is a mind blowing exersise.

One hopes that in every tragedy we learn how to avoid or mitigate loss in the future.  How could we have stopped it?  Gun Control?  More Guns?  Those seem to be the first issues that come to mind.  Then you hear how deviant behavior should have been caught earlier and not allowed its fruition.  Many, many things to ponder.

I sat at home with these thoughts in the back of my head and the television in front of my face (soma-holiday, if you will) when this skit from Saturday Night Live comes on.  This is one link I think you should check out.  It aired two days before the massacre and had it been scheduled for this week, it would have been cut for being innapropriate.  I think SNL is funny and enjoy watching the show.  I will continue to do so.  But this skit brings to mind how unhallowed human life has become.  Is it funny when six individuals kill each other? 

Though I don't believe that senseless acts of cruelty are isolated to our current culture and times.  They've been around since Cain.  I do think that elements of our current media and taste have de-sensitized us to the glory involved in just being alive.  Everyday I go out and view this great thing that is man, I am humbled when I realize how fragile we really are.  End.

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