Gehenna
So many things are crowding my brain for attention:
several local teenagers, one of them possibly from the school where I work, recently released a DVD they made of themselves stripping a young girl, mistreating her, lighting her hair on fire - they also included footage of themselves egging drunks and throwing rockets at homeless people.
my son is growing strong and fat and more and more independent.
an islamic Mufti in Melbourne has been villified in the media for comparing women to meat who all but deserve to get raped because of the immodest way in which they dress.
an intensive book on the therapeutic treatment of trauma I am reading points out the uncomfortable truth that in most rape and domestic abuse cases the women are ultimately victimized by society as well as the abuser - "they bring it on themselves" - the potency of the author's studied passion is too great to be swept aside.
i watched, last night, one of the most gripping, powerful movies I have ever seen - Children of Men - it warns against becoming caught up in causes and politics and power and violence at the expense, as it always is, of our children - when we lose their innocence we lose hope.
girls at my school and others have echoed the Mufti by insisting the girl effectively raped in the DVD incident was to blame for what occurred - "she was stupid to meet up with a boy she didn't know."
the major supermarket chain in England has recently been criticized for selling a pole dancing kit in its toy section - packaged in pink and with kiddie cartoon designs on the outside the toys tag line: "Unleash the sex kitten within!"
only just today, I have been confronted with yet another parent who wants the school counselor (me) to fix their kid and is deaf to my pleas that they establish parental boundaries; or that they stop placing all the weight of their marriage problems onto the kid who wants a little attention.
to me, all of these are connected and it makes me sick to see how quickly everything is sliding into a pitiful Gehenna.
3 Comments:
ya thats super heavy. i think it's tough for me to alway discern the difference between a manipulative victim seeking attention and pity vs. a real victim who has real weakness and is without defence, whose scars have not come from provocation, but circumstance. i hope we don't allow the harsh realm to kill the fact that defense does happen and the strong sometimes do stand up and exact justice with wisdom upon those who wish to exploit to feed their waton appetites on the 'children' of this world. thanks for this post, hopefully this sort of dialogue doesn't just turn our mental wheels, but our physical ones too.
5:39 pm
Chad, I have been so "heavy" with these things as well. My heart is aching and burdened for our children that we are growing up in minutes. teenagers with no compass or guide, women who can not come forward with rape charges because of what will be said about them in public radio, children kidnapped from their homes to be used as soldiers in a war they don't care about...
What a world we have made for ourselves. May God grant us the ability to ease a little suffering while we are here.
2:41 pm
heavy post man. i read it a while back and didn't know quite how to hold it all. but i keep coming back and back, shit. the place my eyes keep landing is in your diamond in the rough phrase about your son leif. alone and without context, he is beautiful. but he is all the more beautiful when held in tension with the horror of this world. life is so convoluted.
bazan says it better: "wouldn't it be so wonderful, if everything was meaningless... but everything is so meaningful... and most everything turns to shit. rejoice!"
1:25 am
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