There are days that I can’t believe how cruel our world is. Days when I try to comprehend why adults kill children and days when I can’t begin to understand all of the hate that that goes on in this world. Days when my empathy is taxed, watching all of the suffering that goes on —yet at the same time there are days when I can’t understand those who can ignore it all and go on with their own happy carefree lives, as if it doesn’t matter or pertain to them. This inattentiveness is as much of the problem, as those who created the problem in the first place.
To those of you who think that the filth on the Internet, newsstands, movies, etc that you try to explain as your first amendment rights doesn’t play into this, think again. It not only fosters it, in some respects it encourages it. It is sad enough when a child dies from some disease or in an accident but for a child to die at the hands of some perverted, sadistic, criminal seems to defy all logic. This kind of behavior has always existed but it gets more prevalent each day in a society that seems to have less and less morals, with each generation. Almost, with out exception, the homes of these predators when they are caught are filled with porn.
We need changes in our mental health care for sure, but maybe a little bit of decency in the world these predators grow up in, would help them not get to this level in the first place and not be a predator and now that I have said this, I will sit back and listen to all of the people who will say, “preventing porn would never have stopped this.” I will listen to the defense attorneys that will beg for leniency for the person who did it because he had a rotten childhood. I will do all of this and wait for the next child to die while people tell me, “That’s life, get used to it.”
A while back, in the small town of Watkins Minnesota they buried the latest victim of this kind of perversion. No amount of words, no rationalization, no excuses can bring peace to her troubled family who has truly lost a part of their family they had big hopes for. There will be an empty desk in the school where this innocent child would have been starting her formal education. There is an empty bed in her parent’s house and an empty feeling in their hearts no one can fix. One can only shudder to think what this child went through before she was killed and thrown into a swamp. Events like this impact everyone, even those who didn’t know this child. Children today have to be brought up in fear of the world around them, much as a young fawn has to fear the wolves. To those in society who are good people, they get lumped into the category of not to be trusted either, no matter there good intentions and no one blames the parents for feeling that way.
There has to be a special place in heaven for this little angel and for Jacob Wetterling far away from the bad people and close to the heart of God. There are those who will ask us, “how God could let this happen?” I say “God gives you a free will to live your life anyway you want to.” As my dad used to say. “He gives you enough rope to hang yourself, if that’s what you want.”