Violence rages like a never ending story on this planet traversing the cosmos. It’s torrential in nature and panoramic in scope.
The men, women and children who perish daily on this beleaguered orb are the tragic victims of a social order gone amok on the evolutionary scale if you subscribe to this concept. Regardless, violence is increasing at meltdown levels which touch millions of people daily.
The plangent cries of the innocents from the blood-soaked ground cry for justice. Unfortunately, justice is an elusive dream in most geo-regions.
The recent beheading of journalist James Wright Foley was beyond appalling. It was a moment, like so many moments of late, when the human race allowed its barbaric and savage nature to override millennia of civilized behavior.
In a message posted to the Facebook page “Free James Foley”, Diane Foley wrote: “We have never been prouder of our son Jim. He gave his life trying to expose the world to the suffering of the Syrian people. We implore the kidnappers to spare the lives of the remaining hostages. Like Jim, they are innocents. They have no control over American government policy in Iraq, Syria or anywhere in the world.”
Yes, the human race stands in the docket, participating as players or spectators of the human bloodshed encompassing this global community. Blood stains our hands like the ancient Roman who could never wash his hands enough after sending an innocent to a cruel and barbaric death on a Friday morning two millennia ago in the Middle East.
Untold myriads of men, women and children have been slaughtered in the Middle East, Africa, and Asia in the name of ideology. Of course, the Western Hemisphere is not immune to bloodshed, either.
Drug cartels carry out a vicious assault on those who oppose them as well as the innocents caught in the cross-fire. From the sands to the mountains, life, human life, is dispensed with like a cigarette butt grounded into the dirt by a boot heel.
The death rates in major USA cities reflect the shocking reality of human evolution regressing to the kill or be killed rhetoric which our civilization should have outgrown and discarded like a chrysalis of infancy when logic and rational behavior were unknown concepts. Perhaps, the violent genes of our metamorphosis still race through our DNA strands building to a crescendo in which our id is the mad conductor of an orchestra bathed in the primordial waters of struggle and survival.
Some deaths bring global attention. Many other deaths are given a local mention in the news, but there is no national or global outcry for them.
Parents, especially the mothers, with family and close friends, cry tears of loss for their child while the news media, politicians and activists hunt for their next stage for broadcast and pontification. In most of these cases the bully pulpit is silent.
One such innocent is nine-year-old Antonio Smith who was brutally murdered in Chicago last week. He had gone to buy a cupcake, but someone decided to end the third grader’s life.
“He had been shot multiple times, according to police and the medical examiner’s office.
“I just want whoever did it to turn themselves in, because he was a 9-year-old innocent baby and he didn’t deserve that,” the victim’s cousin, Rasheda Eggleston, told NBC Chicago.
“He was just a child, just a baby, had a whole life ahead of him,” another cousin, Kenya Eggleston, said.
The loss of a child is a hurt which can never heal with time. A parent bears this cross of grief until they die.
A child’s life is so precious. When it ends in such a senseless act of violence, there is no logical or rational explanation.
The life which could have been is lost forever. The untapped potential of a child is a tragic loss for everyone who cares about children.
Perhaps, the words from an ancient text say it best:
Jeremiah (Yirmeyah 17:9 Orthodox Jewish Bible (OJB)
9 The lev (heart, mind) akov (is deceitful) above all things, and anush (incurable [in wickedness]); who can know it?
Regardless of one’s view of origins, whether from a chemical swamp or a garden, incurable wickedness sums it up for the human race in 2014.
G. D. Williams © 2014