A grandmother kills a wolf with an axe…
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This is a pretty cool idea, and some people got quite scared!
Martyn Ashton is one awesome biker.
“For everything you have missed, you have gained something else; and for everything you gain, you lose something.”
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Traynor’s eye has a very good article on finding and meeting an internet troll in real life:
I was petrified.
They had my address.
I reported it to the authorities and hoped for the best.
Two days later I opened my front door and there was a bunch of dead flowers with my wife’s old Twitter username on it. Then that night I recieved a DM. ‘You’ll get home some day & ur b**ches throat will be cut & ur son will be gone.’
I got on to the authorities again but, polite and sympathetic as they were, there didn’t seem much that could be done.
You can read more about it here: http://www.traynorseye.com/2012/09/meeting-troll.html
As I read it, I was reminded how at the heart of every human being is a fundamental “humanness” that is taken all too lightly by others. We are a community made up of so many different kinds of people, and it is our duty to love and respect one another. Anything less than that is less than human.
Be sincere: it never crossed your mind to want to see yourself live? You pay attention to living for yourselves, and rightly, with no thought of what in the meanwhile you might be for the others; not because you care nothing about the opinion of others: on the contrary, you care a great deal; but because you live in the blissful illusion that the others, outside, must picture you to themselves as you picture yourself.
~Luigi Pirandello
Valerie: What I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that though I do not know you and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you, I love you. With all my heart, I love you.
Let us keep alive the flame of thought and love; they are one and the same flame. Let us communicate to those around us the desire to understand and to give (and also to receive). There are too many walled-up consciences.
~Abbe Monchanin
This month’s National Geographic has a really touching article on the daily struggles of the Oglala Lakota on Pine Ridge.
In Martinez’s case, an uncle had molested her when she was six and again when she was ten. “Afterward he used words—he told me I was useless. I remember feeling such a deep pain that nothing and nobody could reach inside to take it away.” Soon after the second defilement Martinez found herself standing alone in the kitchen of her mother’s house. “Just like today, it was hot outside and building up for rain,” Martinez said. “I remember looking down at the kitchen counter and seeing a knife. And suddenly that knife seemed like the only way to cut out every pain inside me. So I picked it up…
http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/2012/08/pine-ridge/fuller-text
