Feelings.
Forget about the justice/terrorism/poli tical side of this whole thing (we all know that's what it's going to be reduced to in the end), how does it make you feel?
I had the chance to go to the '96 Olympics for my birthday to see one of the baseball games, our tickets were for the day after the bombing in Centennial Olympic Park (coincidentally, my husband was at the park the night of the bombing) and I chose not to go. I was sixteen at the time and more than a little panicked about the whole thing. I remember feeling so trapped and helpless and not understanding what was going on and more importantly why.
How much of an asshole does someone have to be to blow up a finish line of a championed, high-esteemed event like the Boston Marathon? And why was their statement so necessary to be heard?
Everyone knows the United States of America does not negotiate nor entertain terrorists, therefore whatever statement these people were trying to make is null. Just makes no sense to me whatsoever. I'm not at all naive when it comes to the way the world works now that I'm an adult. I've seen the brightest and the darkest sides of human nature, but it never fails that I'm sickened and astonished at the lengths people will go to just to have someone pay attention to them.
The "special snowflake" treatment has gotten to a ridiculous level of entitlement, the likes of which no society, save for the Roman Empire, has ever seen. No, you don't get a trophy just for showing up. No, you don't get a reward for just being helpful. Yes, you have to pay your taxes. Yes, you have to work to earn a living. No, you don't get to rack up thousands of dollars in credit card debt and think it's all going to be okay.
You're supposed to be a productive member of society and work within the system to change what you don't like! And it begs the question, Is this the end of a great thing?
Forget about the justice/terrorism/poli tical side of this whole thing (we all know that's what it's going to be reduced to in the end), how does it make you feel?
I had the chance to go to the '96 Olympics for my birthday to see one of the baseball games, our tickets were for the day after the bombing in Centennial Olympic Park (coincidentally, my husband was at the park the night of the bombing) and I chose not to go. I was sixteen at the time and more than a little panicked about the whole thing. I remember feeling so trapped and helpless and not understanding what was going on and more importantly why.
How much of an asshole does someone have to be to blow up a finish line of a championed, high-esteemed event like the Boston Marathon? And why was their statement so necessary to be heard?
Everyone knows the United States of America does not negotiate nor entertain terrorists, therefore whatever statement these people were trying to make is null. Just makes no sense to me whatsoever. I'm not at all naive when it comes to the way the world works now that I'm an adult. I've seen the brightest and the darkest sides of human nature, but it never fails that I'm sickened and astonished at the lengths people will go to just to have someone pay attention to them.
The "special snowflake" treatment has gotten to a ridiculous level of entitlement, the likes of which no society, save for the Roman Empire, has ever seen. No, you don't get a trophy just for showing up. No, you don't get a reward for just being helpful. Yes, you have to pay your taxes. Yes, you have to work to earn a living. No, you don't get to rack up thousands of dollars in credit card debt and think it's all going to be okay.
You're supposed to be a productive member of society and work within the system to change what you don't like! And it begs the question, Is this the end of a great thing?
