Boston…and believing

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Boston. Fucking horrible.

I remember, when 9/11 went down, my reaction was, “Well, I’ve had it with humanity.”

But I was wrong. I don’t know what’s going to be revealed to be behind all of this mayhem. One human insect or a poisonous mass of broken sociopaths.

But here’s what I DO know. If it’s one person or a HUNDRED people, that number is not even a fraction of a fraction of a fraction of a percent of the population on this planet. You watch the videos of the carnage and there are people running TOWARDS the destruction to help out. (Thanks FAKE Gallery founder and owner Paul Kozlowski for pointing this out to me). This is a giant planet and we’re lucky to live on it but there are prices and penalties incurred for the daily miracle of existence. One of them is, every once in awhile, the wiring of a tiny sliver of the species gets snarled and they’re pointed towards darkness.

But the vast majority stands against that darkness and, like white blood cells attacking a virus, they dilute and weaken and eventually wash away the evil doers and, more importantly, the damage they wreak. This is beyond religion or creed or nation. We would not be here if humanity were inherently evil. We’d have eaten ourselves alive long ago.

So when you spot violence, or bigotry, or intolerance or fear or just garden-variety misogyny, hatred or ignorance, just look it in the eye and think, “The good outnumber you, and we always will.”

True…but good triumphs only when good people speak up against violence and bigotry and intolerance and misogyny and hatred each and every time they encounter it.


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14 thoughts on “Boston…and believing

  1. It IS important to keep the news in the right perspective. I am struggling lately though with the unspeakable horror that is occurring so frequently around the country. It seems like there isn’t a week that goes by without some murderous event that takes the lives or forever changes the lives of innocent victims. While I know in the grand scheme of things that these are isolated incidents, it is beginning to take an emotional toll on me. There is no “one size fits all” solution, and despite all efforts to provide security where the public gather, these events can’t be totally prevented. Unfortunately, it seems to be a new reality of our times.

  2. I discovered that quote from Mr. Rogers a few months ago, Carol, while cruising Pinterest and posted it on FB. It is so true! Whenever and wherever these tragedies occur, there are always heartwarming accounts of good folks who perform courageous acts to come to the aid of their fellowman. On April 6, 1968, two days after the assassination of Martin Luther King, a nearby city (Richmond, Indiana) suffered a major gas leak explosion in the heart of downtown on a Saturday morning. The town was busy with shoppers, folks getting their hair done, and movie-goers at the time of the blast. Forty-one men, women, and children lost their lives that horrible day, but it is still referred to as Richmond’s “darkest and finest” hour due to the superhuman acts of heroism of rescuers who risked their own lives to save others. There was rioting going on across our country in other cities that day due to the King assassination, but in Richmond there was no racial divide — blacks and whites together manning fire hoses and doing whatever they could to help their neighbors who had suffered and lost so much.

    Thanks, Carol, for reminding me of the good people in this world who rise to the occasion whenever the need arises, be it a natural disaster or one intentionally brought about by the hand of evil or a psychotic mind. I will do my best to keep looking on the bright side.

  3. The worst of humankind reared its ugly head in Boston and Bostonians responded in angel llike fashion.First responders took out their wings and flew straight to the wounded despite future danger that could have hurt them. Good christian nations will always be there against evil.

    I just hope that North Korea is not behind this.

  4. I know well what bigotry is, as I suffered a terrible beating by three huge guys many years ago because I walked out of a gay bar one night. I have also listened to hateful rhetoric and insensitive “fag” jokes throughout my life in the closet, afraid to stand up and speak out because it could have meant my life was over, I would either be ostracized by everyone I knew or even worse; dead hanging from a tree, or perhaps hanging from a fence like Matthew Shepard, even if I was suspected to be gay.

    There will always be ignorant, violent and hate-filled people out there but there numbers dwindle as enlightenment grows. I know one thing about the darkness; no matter how dark it is, one lit match can overcome it all.

  5. I can only imagine what you have had to endure, Fidlerten. It breaks my heart that in the “Land of the Free” many have been denied those privileges. I hope that enlightenment continues to grow for everyone that is thought not to fit some pre-conceived “classic” mold. I always appreciate your contributions here — you are a wise man and I appreciate your perspective on the issues.

  6. fidlerten…thank you for your impassioned share and your remarkable courage and fortitude…you and millions of others fighting for justice are an absolute inspiration as we stand together and push forward.
    I remember hearing stories of fear driven by the unknown, similar to your own experience, during my teenage years…of muggings and killings…endless harassment and harm.
    I remember accepting the teenage challenge (with a couple of adventurous friends, always open to an adrenaline rush) to drive into Cleveland and visit the gay bar of legend. We entered with trepidation, cowered by the bouncer towering at the doorway, found a table and ordered, then left in a fit of nervous giggling. We had little depth of understanding then…added the outing to our “Done” List and went on to the next thing. However, I do remember being ashamed…for being unable to control ourselves in a more adult manner, for “stiffing” our kind and attentive waiter…but the big take-away for me was the fact of the unnecessary isolation, discrimination of an entire group of our fellow human beings and I felt saddened.
    I’m reminded of that long-ago incident when I meet a dear young local man who suffered through the indignity of being “different” until he found the courage to come out. He’s so much happier and healthier now…so much less troubled and unhappy…pursuing his life with enthusiasm and all the confidence he can muster.
    Congratulations to both of you for living your truth…you enlarge our collective truth and make us “better”.

  7. There were 2 explosions, the idea behind that is to catch The First Responders! They still ran towards the site!
    I’ve been a First Responder in similar circumstances, you find yourself running towards what you know is likely to be an ambush, it is only afterwards that you stop and think, “well got away with it!”

  8. Karen – Thank you for such flattering words, that was very kind of you.

    Carol – I was tickled by your experience going to your first gay bar. I also had a first gay bar, it was called the Road House, close to Frontier City (amusement park) in Okla. City. I was told the doorman would probably scan my crotch with his flashlight and if he liked what he saw, he’d let me in. It wasn’t exactly like that but the doorman was a chicken hawk (gay term), and I was chicken, being barely 18. Being my first gay bar, I was scared but very excited, you might say.

    I appreciate your comments, thanks.

  9. @Peter: I wonder how you summon such courage…even knowing that your purpose is what drives you.

  10. Carol, thank you.
    You find yourself running towards it whilst your feet really, really want to run in the opposite direction!
    To this day, I really don’t know what drove me on, part training, part why you want to do the job in the first place. My old nursing tutor told me it was a vocation. Something i poo-pooed for most of my working life.
    The worst thing about scenes like this are the reminders, I know the dreams will be back tonight!

  11. Peter…I think your nursing tutor was right…and we thank all who follow the call.
    As a caregiver for my disabled daughter, I am mandated to take CPR and First Aid annually…and each year, some of us in attendance ask the same question…Can I do this if called upon? I can only hope that, as they say, the training kicks in and you just go on auto pilot.
    I know, as most of us do, the power of revisiting, memories triggered by similarity…if you can’t sleep, to me it means you have a serious amount of empathy. Please don’t change.

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