This post was originally posted Friday, the ending was added that Sunday at 1:00 A.M.
Something no one has thought would happen in our little community has happened. The rumors that are flying around make information blurred and distorted, so I claim that many statements about this that may seem fact could very well be false. However, what I do know is that a student from the high school of which I attend shot a pistol from a moving vehicle at something. What was shot at or the intent of shooting at it isn't clearly known.
The real question should be, why? What would cause, influence, provoke someone to do this? Of course, the only real answer may be in the person's mind, and even he may not know.
Moral Decay in Youths by bfery (or Blake in the comments) explains that children are becoming "desensit[ized] to violence". Bfery gives an example of a 15 year old being "doused in rubbing alcohol and set on fire by a few other teenagers." There's no doubt anyone would find this act atrocious. The author may very well be suggesting we are heading down a bad slope stating that Never once as a kid did [he] experience first hand, or even see for that matter, any bullying to such an extreme extent."
What seems to make the most sense to me is that we, the youth, can get into the bad sorts of activities if we aren't involved in activities that have a reason or aren't given any direction in life. As my father states, "Idle hands are the Devil's workshop." When we find ourselves with nothing to do, we look for something to do that we are interested in, is fun, exciting, or exhilarating. This free time can be beneficial and harmful. People find what they love to do in their free time, other people find what society hates.
Moral Decay in Youths by bfery (or Blake in the comments) explains that children are becoming "desensit[ized] to violence". Bfery gives an example of a 15 year old being "doused in rubbing alcohol and set on fire by a few other teenagers." There's no doubt anyone would find this act atrocious. The author may very well be suggesting we are heading down a bad slope stating that Never once as a kid did [he] experience first hand, or even see for that matter, any bullying to such an extreme extent."
What seems to make the most sense to me is that we, the youth, can get into the bad sorts of activities if we aren't involved in activities that have a reason or aren't given any direction in life. As my father states, "Idle hands are the Devil's workshop." When we find ourselves with nothing to do, we look for something to do that we are interested in, is fun, exciting, or exhilarating. This free time can be beneficial and harmful. People find what they love to do in their free time, other people find what society hates.
Why? I heard the cans outside and some talking and I disregarded them at first. Then I realized what may be going on and ran outside, but if only I had been a little faster or maybe if I had been paying more attention. All along my Father's old van, the one he's had for years, there is graffiti. I'm angry, I want to hurt the people responsible, I want them to pay, I want them to regret doing this to my Father. In my mind this is a crime against everything he has ever done. I curse into the air, I scream, but they've already run away. I'm enraged.
After a few minutes and some pacing, I begin to think again. What makes me better than these people if I want to bludgeon them, to beat them, to make them pay? I'm worse than they are. How dare I even write a blog post about decay in morals of the young when I can't keep my own thoughts from atrocity. What does this make me? This makes me a hypocrite. I am no better than they.
Maybe I wouldn't have hurt them, but stand rigid with anger. I would yell, no doubt. My thoughts are jumbled and it shows. Pure emotion.
Later, I will come back to this and think, "Why was I so angry?" and "What is wrong with me?" But now, I can't help feeling angry, it's only been 40 minutes.
Morality is complex, isn't it. We are often quick to point a finger and gasp, "How could they?" But, as my father says, "When we point a finger, there are three more pointing back at us." Another way of saying, "Who among you is without sin?"
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