Aug 05, 2012 02:12
So, here I am again. making another post after quite sometime not doing it. I guess i just need to let it all out, my thoughts. Nope, it's not about my fandoms.
Earlier this week, a news report came out about another victim of frat hazing. I already knew something about it even before it came out. The night before that, my bro-in-law said something about the nephew of his sis-in-law being to be dead already. Prior to that, he was told that that nephew had been missing for a day at that time. Frat hazing was the suspected cause. And that same night, the same news spread like wildfire through twitter. People knew of the rumors even before the news reports came out.
I guess it affected me because it was a relative of someone I knew and connected to by marriage. And the details just kept on getting worse. How the guy was bruised around the arms and legs to the point that they're purple. How he was already losing vital signs when he was brought to the hospital by unknown people and was left there. How his family didn't get to see him alive one last time. He was dead already when they got to the hospital. How a family relative was being told by a fratman that the guy was doing fine, lies, lies, lies, until the fratman finally admitted that he didn't think it would turn out that way.
It was heartbreaking, however you see it. It was like his life was stolen from him by a bunch of stupid fools who think wielding a paddle or whatever they used for hazing gives them power and strength. He died before he could truly live his life. He wanted to become a lawyer, still in his first year. Who knows if he would've been good at it. Who knows if what he could have done as a full-fledged lawyer. Who knows what he would've been like a few years from now. None. No one can now.
A life was just wasted because of a stupid ritual. Why do initiation rites have to be like that? Why can't it be something that isn't harmful and at the same time, helpful to other people? What is this brotherhood they live by if they can't even be responsible enough to own up what they did? Not only did the steal the guy's life, they ruined their own.
They'd never get out without scratches in this one. The family will be after them, and so will be the people who care.
It was saddening, really. While I was standing before the casket, I was looking at him, then at his picture. I wondered why he didn't look like the him in the picture anymore. Apparently, his face swelled up. I think I saw his arm as well. It was said that it was purple when he died. Apparently, it's black now. I saw his grave marker as well. I think it's his grave marker. I was surprised that he was born in 1992. Well, I knew he was only 20 but it only hit me when I saw it written on the marker. I thought, damn, he was younger than me. He shouldn't be dead. But no, he is. And it's heartbreaking because he's not supposed to be. He's supposed to be enjoying his life, complaining about the assignments that he has to do, the exams he has to study for (like a friend of mine is doing 'cause she's studying law as well). But no. He won't get to do those things anymore.
I hope justice is found quickly. I would like to see the people he caused his death behind bars. Forever.