The murders of innocent children in Pakistan disgusts and horrifies me, along with the rest of the world (except for the perpetrators, who insanely feel justified). Many of the children were buried in their school uniforms.
I wonder if human civilization will ever learn anything at all . We can feel outrage, pain, sadness, but what I also feel today is my own helplessness in ever changing anything. I cannot ever lose hope, but I have to admit to helplessness.
The plight will never end (one of my favorite statements, though coined by Hannibal Lecter via Thomas Harris).
Women, the elderly, and children are victims of war....and mainly children:
http://www.voanews.com/content/unicef-says-children-main-victims-of-war/2459908.html
I myself need to remember that, when my vision is hampered by my own concerns about the past, personal harms done to me, etc, that I need to pull my head out and look at the larger world.
Cry out against this horror, and all others.
My name is Joan McMillan and this blog is, as Emily Dickinson says, "my letter to the world." I am currently working on a nonfiction book about the murder of a young woman, Asha Veil, born Joanna Dragunowicz, and her unborn daughter, Anina, on September 9, 2006. My book is meant to honor her life and illuminate the need to create a safer world for women and children.
To read an excerpt from the book, please click on the following link:
ashaveilbook.blogspot.com
An excerpt from The Pleasure Palace, my romantic comedy, can be found here:
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