I am not satisfied about the fastness of concluding: The killer is also a victim. And then the heads of the police are also victims of the chauvinist, uneducated image they attribute to these professionals.
I call a victim the person or persons or animals who were threatened, overwhelmed by force, and not only that, their life was taken without formal accuse, defender, trial. Without the possibility to call a lawyer.
What characterizes the situation is the extreme power inequality. I suppose that his way of talking to the woman was not polite but aggressive, so that she was at once on alarm. He cannot expect obedience, I find, when he is inflicting terror. A young lady who was never confronted by naked violence may react as she reacted. Not wise but naturall, insisting in being talked to in another way.
All physical, systemic and gender power was on his side. So he is fully to be made accountable for his impulsiveness (which is, we know, fostered and welcomed).
In a way, if we want to soften our hearts, all are accountable for a brutal, not really protective police system, for misogyny, and more.
Our energies, I find, should turn towards Renee, her child, her beloved ones, in solidarity. As they are the victims.
Before court, one might have wished, a deep analysis of the situation, where the officer might learn about his vulnerability. This to happen, seems, however, a Utopian wish in that authoritarian, fascist society.
By the way, shouldn't we ask ourselves, which values we want to serve? And how is our position towards power and overwhelm?
I would rather renounce to have a weapon because the one who has a, weapon, tends to use it. What about accountability?
I appreciate the perspective and reminder, waking up to the latest celebration of petty cruelty. The three poisons are rampant and upheld as virtue. May I not share in welcoming them. May all be free from suffering.
Really I think it’s a bit disgusting (and kind of weird in this context) telling us what she should have done in an encounter with these violent irrational thugs.
Really you should go try your theory and see how well it works.
How is ICE related to the authoritarian crack down of the Free Palestine student movement, Norman? Were ICE agents trained by IDF? Zionists used this as the blunt instrument to destroy our Civil Rights and then further erode our Constitutional Rights. See the causality? ICE are an incarnation of the IDF in Israel and those of us with moral conscious are the Palestinians being brutalized and shot in the streets.
I was 13 years old at a Joan Baez concert when this guy dressed in overalls comes out and sings a song about the person who murdered Medgar Evers, a man who organized people to resist laws that he considered to be unjust. But this song wasn’t about the man who was murdered, it was about the man who murdered him. Somehow I understood that even as I heard it for the first time. I thought “ how strange” and it made me think differently.
I am not satisfied about the fastness of concluding: The killer is also a victim. And then the heads of the police are also victims of the chauvinist, uneducated image they attribute to these professionals.
I call a victim the person or persons or animals who were threatened, overwhelmed by force, and not only that, their life was taken without formal accuse, defender, trial. Without the possibility to call a lawyer.
What characterizes the situation is the extreme power inequality. I suppose that his way of talking to the woman was not polite but aggressive, so that she was at once on alarm. He cannot expect obedience, I find, when he is inflicting terror. A young lady who was never confronted by naked violence may react as she reacted. Not wise but naturall, insisting in being talked to in another way.
All physical, systemic and gender power was on his side. So he is fully to be made accountable for his impulsiveness (which is, we know, fostered and welcomed).
In a way, if we want to soften our hearts, all are accountable for a brutal, not really protective police system, for misogyny, and more.
Our energies, I find, should turn towards Renee, her child, her beloved ones, in solidarity. As they are the victims.
Before court, one might have wished, a deep analysis of the situation, where the officer might learn about his vulnerability. This to happen, seems, however, a Utopian wish in that authoritarian, fascist society.
By the way, shouldn't we ask ourselves, which values we want to serve? And how is our position towards power and overwhelm?
I would rather renounce to have a weapon because the one who has a, weapon, tends to use it. What about accountability?
Prayers go to both.
I appreciate the perspective and reminder, waking up to the latest celebration of petty cruelty. The three poisons are rampant and upheld as virtue. May I not share in welcoming them. May all be free from suffering.
Really I think it’s a bit disgusting (and kind of weird in this context) telling us what she should have done in an encounter with these violent irrational thugs.
Really you should go try your theory and see how well it works.
Just how self—absorbed are SF zen priests?
How is ICE related to the authoritarian crack down of the Free Palestine student movement, Norman? Were ICE agents trained by IDF? Zionists used this as the blunt instrument to destroy our Civil Rights and then further erode our Constitutional Rights. See the causality? ICE are an incarnation of the IDF in Israel and those of us with moral conscious are the Palestinians being brutalized and shot in the streets.
What if Nicole Good had extended open hands or gotten out of the car and grabbed Ross by the chest and held him?
I was 13 years old at a Joan Baez concert when this guy dressed in overalls comes out and sings a song about the person who murdered Medgar Evers, a man who organized people to resist laws that he considered to be unjust. But this song wasn’t about the man who was murdered, it was about the man who murdered him. Somehow I understood that even as I heard it for the first time. I thought “ how strange” and it made me think differently.
But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
That fired the gun
He'll see by his grave
On the stone that remains
Carved next to his name
His epitaph plain
Only a pawn in their game