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lykomancer34 year-old Wal-Mart employee was trampled to death this morning by frenzied shoppers.
...when Ed read this to me, I asked if he was kidding.
When I realized he wasn't, I cradled my head in my hands and cried.
I don't have words enough to express my grief and anger and shame.
I told Ed the other day that I thought that the Catholics got the symbolism right, using a bloody crucifix instead of an empty cross. Jesus still suffers. Jesus dies every day, every minute-- starvation and war, murder and overdose and car accidents. Jesus is raped and beaten. Jesus is pepper-sprayed by the cops and shot for being black.
Jesus gets trampled to death by people who need to get their goddamned X-Boxes to celebrate His birthday.
Please help me pass this forward. Please share my horror and hurt. I can't bear this alone.
Jesus began to weep. - John 11:35, NRSV.
...when Ed read this to me, I asked if he was kidding.
When I realized he wasn't, I cradled my head in my hands and cried.
I don't have words enough to express my grief and anger and shame.
I told Ed the other day that I thought that the Catholics got the symbolism right, using a bloody crucifix instead of an empty cross. Jesus still suffers. Jesus dies every day, every minute-- starvation and war, murder and overdose and car accidents. Jesus is raped and beaten. Jesus is pepper-sprayed by the cops and shot for being black.
Jesus gets trampled to death by people who need to get their goddamned X-Boxes to celebrate His birthday.
Please help me pass this forward. Please share my horror and hurt. I can't bear this alone.
Jesus began to weep. - John 11:35, NRSV.
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Date: 2008-11-29 06:07 am (UTC)I'm weird. The Twin Towers and Mumbai events don't get to me, at least not as deeply. They hurt; I shake my head and ache inside, yeah. But it's these little tragedies that just fucking kill me. It's the personal.