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afzal
yes. i agree. even turning your head away from them for a minute is dangerous. it's tough.
posted by
neslo
on September 20, 2007 at 10:28 PM
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joab
i agree with you but i just can't understand how can anyone be such a monster. what are human made of anyway? evil and hatred? it's sick.
posted by
neslo
on September 20, 2007 at 10:27 PM
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FineYoungSinger
yes it is a sick world. makes it all seem like Armageddon is definitely possible.
posted by
neslo
on September 20, 2007 at 10:25 PM
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Mademoiselle
That is one good reminder/advice given. Not only children, adults should watch out as well. The world is just not safe anymore.
posted by
neslo
on September 20, 2007 at 10:23 PM
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we live in a sick world.
posted by
FineYoungSinger
on September 20, 2007 at 11:23 AM
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That's horrible.
My aunt has a saying that she taught me at a very early age:
She who goes out alone in the dark,
Is she whose body is found in the park.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on September 20, 2007 at 7:08 AM
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You have to take care of your child and never leave your child alone .
posted by
afzal50
on September 20, 2007 at 6:43 AM
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Do you think you child is safe ?
Children are the most vulnerable, therefore the first to suffer. We had our share of bullies in the schoolyard, and on the way home, and, yes, we fought and won and lost our share of fights. But that was it. No bullets. No knives. And both the winner and the loser walked away. Resentment -- oh yeah. But as Iago proclaimed: "Vengence is a dish best served cold."
So we waited and plotted and then ... then came the "day" when 4 or 5 of us would take the bully down, leaving him with the promise that there was "plenty" more where that came from.
Or...if things were out of hand in a schoolyard tussle, out came the boxing gloves while the principal drew the outlines of the ring. The combatants -- and they weren't always the guys either, we had some pretty tough farm girls who could give as good as they got. Anyway, the ring was there, the gloves on; no rounds; no quarter; just slug it out until the argument settled at the end. Feelings and skin were bruised, but we all remained alive at the end.
posted by
joab1
on September 20, 2007 at 6:12 AM
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