17 February 2008

We Can Never Know About The Things To Come

But we think about them anyway.

I'm looking for a cave.

A cave without news media, sadness, pain or fear.

I need a time out. The Depression Monster is alive and well.

First it was Columbine
Then Virginia Tech
Then Northern Illinois University
Now too close to home.

About a mile down the road from the apartment is a junior college. Used to be called Belleville Area College back in the 70's when I lived here and while I was gone it was changed to SWIC-Southwestern Illinois College. It has a Metro station on it that I use quite frequently. I walk through the campus often. It's close to my doctor.

Last night on breaking news, it was revealed that a student had been arrested there on Friday afternoon for threats of terrorism. He asked another student to help him do to SWIC what had been done to NIU and Virginia Tech. Fortunately, the other student didn't go along with it and alerted campus police. The first student is in jail. His house has been searched and no weapons were found. Now reports are coming out that he has autism.

Roger's grandson has autism. Doesn't give Connor or anyone a bye to inflict violence upon others because they have autism or depression or whatever the illness-of-the-day is.

What happened to "You play, you pay?"

My youngest has ADHD. I was her 24/7 advocate/guard/parent. I had multiple sets of ears and eyes. I didn't change societal rules for her. She toed the line. She took her medicine. She was observed and if I didn't like her behavior or thought patterns or my Mommy Radar went off, she didn't get out of my airspace.

And the Monday morning quarterbacking concerning the killer at NIU: "Well, he had been acting strange for the last week or so.", "He went off his meds."

Hello? If you knew this, why didn't you tell someone?

Let me introduce you to the REAL WORLD. Columbines happen. College massacres happen. It's up to each one of us to use the eyes, ears, brains and radar we were issued and when something doesn't seem right, report it. Tell someone. Don't just hope nothing will happen.

This isn't crying wolf. This is being proactive. The authorities would much rather someone come to them and say, "I've noticed this person thus and so and wanted to bring it to your attention." than to get the 911 call and deal with the aftermath of information not shared.

When apologizing for calling a Dr. in the middle of the night when my son had a raging fever I couldn't bring down, the doctor said, "If it's enough to worry you, it's enough to worry me."

Can we all adopt that attitude? If you see something not quite right, take a few minutes and let someone know. This ranges from seeing a person at the mall talking to themselves and acting like something is wrong to noticing that your neighbor's newspapers have been piling up and appears like she's not home and maybe something has happened to her in the house.

In this day and age, as big as our world is, we have to look out for each other IMHO.

It's not always just about us.

Going to take a Sunday posting hiatus with the quilt progress. It wasn't well received last week.

Sorry to turn this into a soap box performance without benefit of a warning. I just sat down at the keyboard and the fingers flew.

Have a wonderful Sunday!


Catty Ax Lady said...

Well first off, I received your quilt posting quite well, thankyouverymuch.

And you are so right on the nailhead with everything else. I'm a watcher...I watch people everywhere I go, and watch my neighborhood constantly (even though I feel like a nosey neighbor most of the time). I don't care. I'd rather my 'hood be safe than care what anyone thinks of me being nosey.

Catty Ax Lady said...

Oh and yes, I got the email! I started to feel bad about calling, because I'm known for not being as, uhm, timely as I should be in returning phone calls...and I didn't want you to think it was anything about you, lol!! I will email you back today!!

Steph said...


I agree 100%. I was going to college for education, before I changed to business. One thing we were taught is to report anything that was suspecious. That was part of our responsibility, but I feel that is part of everyones responsibility. It is sad to say, but in the world we live in we all have to watch our backs and that of our friends and neighbors.


Katie said...

Hey Ness, it is so incredibly unfortunate and it is difficult to not be able to do more. It seems like an easy problem to fix and yet we can't seem to.

Earlier this school year a boy committed suicide at a local grammar school. He had been friends with a large number of my students and the night before he killed himself he posted on his myspace page, something to the effect of "RIP me" and no one said anything.

I know that there are so many people who wish they could go back and change what's happened, both here, at Columbine, Virginia Tech and at the school last week, but hopefully we're all learning for the future.