So my most recent post was
On the fire of Notre-Dame de Paris. Since then, there's been another synagogue shooting by a "good church-going" crazy guy and another college shooting by every professor's nightmare--a student who had withdrawn from the class but who showed up near the end of the semester and, without a word, began shooting.
This article excerpts the professor's blog post: https://www.cnn.com/2019/05/02/us/uncc-shooting-professor-describes-incident-in-blog/index.html
I agree with that prof, who wrote "I refuse to speak or write the name of the person that took these blossoming young people from their parents, their loved ones, me, and their future."
Who cares about his name? What has happened to our world that every day brings "another" such shooting? How long does it take for it to become simply part of the background noise, the way we accept sudden death on the highway because we need to drive, we accept opiate addiction because we need the pills, we accept homelessness because. . .I don't know, that's the way it is.
MY Brandeis University Yearbook in 1972 looks pretty much like college yearbooks did in the 50s and early 60s except for ONE candid photo of demonstrators in the Student Union. No one is identified, no date or cause, the caption just reads "The demonstration of the day." I was stunned by it at the time. In those few years, 1968-72, demonstrations both peaceful (like this one) or violent (like firebombings) had become so routine that the yearbook editors couldn't be bothered to document this one. Just another boring part of everyday existence. The forecast is "overcast, chance of rain, chance of random violence."
This article excerpts the professor's blog post: https://www.cnn.com/2019/05/02/us/uncc-shooting-professor-describes-incident-in-blog/index.html
I agree with that prof, who wrote "I refuse to speak or write the name of the person that took these blossoming young people from their parents, their loved ones, me, and their future."
Who cares about his name? What has happened to our world that every day brings "another" such shooting? How long does it take for it to become simply part of the background noise, the way we accept sudden death on the highway because we need to drive, we accept opiate addiction because we need the pills, we accept homelessness because. . .I don't know, that's the way it is.
MY Brandeis University Yearbook in 1972 looks pretty much like college yearbooks did in the 50s and early 60s except for ONE candid photo of demonstrators in the Student Union. No one is identified, no date or cause, the caption just reads "The demonstration of the day." I was stunned by it at the time. In those few years, 1968-72, demonstrations both peaceful (like this one) or violent (like firebombings) had become so routine that the yearbook editors couldn't be bothered to document this one. Just another boring part of everyday existence. The forecast is "overcast, chance of rain, chance of random violence."