We’re not going to tell you your business. (Granted, we’re usually pretty quick to do that in this space - we prefer “suggest” over “tell,” but let’s not quibble - but this is not the time.) Instead we’re going to tell you what’s been our business.
We have been struck, struck, by this recent #metoo movement where women share their stories of being sexually assaulted via various forms of social media.
We’re not absent experience. After all we have a job where we read police reports, hear the stories of those who’ve befallen various tragedies, and we’ll even go far enough to acknowledge that by participating in this sort of environment you get a bit hardened to it. After all, what’s another assault in a long line of assaults?
Then came this #metoo thing. We, honestly, had no idea. Women being assaulted in less guarded moments as might come from, say, getting drunk with strangers, sure, it happens, we’ve seen the reports. And it’s wrong, no doubt, even then, wrong enough to - no matter how hardened one likes to think themself - leave one with this sort of near-queasy disgust. But this, just the sheer volume, and it taking place in what would otherwise by innocent moments, while shopping, while star gazing, while walking, while … breathing, and some guy comes out of the woodwork and gets all grabby.
Worst of all, and not always when the person being assaulted is of age.
This is it, the lights are on. Certainly our awareness has increased (and with each review of #metoo increases all the more) and were was once hardened awareness has become a rueful sorrow, and then anger. This, assault, is unacceptable, we won’t tolerate it, we (that’s you and us) must not allow this to continue. We can put a man on the moon, we can create a pushrod V-8 that can go over 200 mph, we can certainly put an end to sexual assault.
We have intentionally kept the name of the young man stricken by asthma and leading to, in turn, a closer review of ambulance services out of the news. Oh sure, we know his name. For that matter it’s in our sports section, inside the paper.
But we continue to keep it out of the news section. He’s a high-school student, a young man, life ahead of him and all that, and we’d just as soon - here in small-town America - he not be remembered as “the guy who had the asthma thing” relative to the news of this town.
But then for that matter we work to keep juvenile names out of the news section. We simply don’t see the need unless the name’s critical to the story, and in this case it is not.
To show care
It has begun again, this time of year, where driving in the morning one sees where, overnight, deer of come out, gotten in the middle of the road, and exploded.
Please show care. It’s getting dark earlier, and in the cool there are those events where someone hits a deer on its evening transit. It wouldn’t hurt you to slow down a little bit, just to be on the safe side.
Psalm 25: 20-22 (NIV)
20 Guard my life and rescue me;
do not let me be put to shame,
for I take refuge in you.
21 May integrity and uprightness protect me,
because my hope, Lord,[c] is in you.
22 Deliver Israel, O God,
from all their troubles!