Sometimes....

Sometimes I come across something that really does get under my skin. These are days when the human race disgusts me and I think about reclassifying myself and denying that I was ever connected. You read about things happening overseas in other countries that are truly wrong. Kids being sold to slavers and the sex-trade by their own parents and much much worse. It deeply saddens me and there's not much to do but take comfort that these things are not happening in my own country.

But now and then.....my illusions are shattered and I discover that evils just as great are being done to the most innocent and vulnerable members of our society - our children. In our own backyard (in our town) on this very day they are debating whether or not to charge a man with murder or manslaughter because he used lethal force on his two-year old nephew. Thats right folks....two. This child was two when this 'creature' roundhouse kicked him in the stomach and split his pancreas. The man that killed that child is a murderer - plain and simple - there is no 'debate' on the issue. What is worse is that this is not an isolated incident and nor is it the worst of what happens either and its happening in NZ on a regular basis. It is happening on a grand scale to children all over the world, from the individual crime against a child to the great political shams created so that some fatcat can roll around in more money or more land or more power. So much terrible suffering by so many so young.

There is a sickness in the human race that must go. It is the lack of respect for life, the lack of respect for anothers right to know the basic necessities of life - food, water, shelter and love. It is the dreadful pretense that we call ourselves human when so many of us have barely a humane bone in our bodies.