Why do kids always have to bear the brunt of humanity’s worst side, asks a dad of two.
It's the first Friday into December and I'm supposed to be kicking back into that end-of-the-year party vibe, complete with tweeting meaningless rhetoric and having a giggle about the hungover faces from last night's staff party.
Heck, I even went out this morning and bought myself an XBOX360 with the Kinect add-on which signified that I had my holiday mode switch flipped on, ready for a fun night of gaming with the family. I should be happy, smiling and grinning like a Tellytubby on a sugar-rush.
But only, I'm not. Not grinning. Not smiling. Not even a slight twitch to indicate a split-second of positive euphoria.
No. I'm angry/ sad/ disgusted/ repulsed/ hateful/ vengeful and downright furious. In that specific order.
Well, I knew my Friday happy-copter was bound for turbulence when, while completing my purchasing of said XBox at the Game stores, I was made spectator to yet-another horrific display of mom-smacks-child.
What is it about Cape Town moms and beating their kids in public? I really don't blame the poor kid: It's his mum’s fault she took him down the toy aisle in the first place. Of course he’s going to nag/ cry/ scream and punch you in the nose. So why not just leave the little devil...err, tyke at home?
I'm against beating them at all, but, in full view of us innocent bystanders? What on earth for? So we can award you a free trial on The Contender?
All the bad news
Next came my elevenish news-n-coffee break. And the dismalness of it all sent my happy-copter on a downward spiral, bound to crash. Farm murderers leave chilling note: not only were the Potgieters victims to a terrible and totally pointless violent murder but why, (Oh GOD why!), would anyone take their 3-year-old little girl and shoot her at point blank range? ‘Her little pink ribbon was still in her hair,’ quotes the article.
By this time, I wasn't in the mood for coffee. The lump in my throat made it impossible to swallow.
Then there was the Truck ploughs into pedestrians, killing 1 headline. The '1' that got killed was an 8-year-old boy. Apparently the driver lost control of the vehicle. Well, of course he did - otherwise it would be classified as murder.
So, no coffee and my smile's gone. Hey, is it Monday?
The last headline: Heinous family child porn ring cracked. Okay, look. I'm sympathetic to a lot of causes. Freedom of ethical, morally-acceptable speech, freedom to beat your kids in the toy aisle provided they can beat you back (with a hockey stick no doubt), freedom to scoff down vetkoek and squirt chutney onto the windscreen of your horse-n-trailer 50 wheeler and not watching out for pedestrians but...Don't...just DON"T f*** with the kids okay?
Is it too much too ask for? Too much to hope for? That last story made me sick to my gut. Four homes involved in a child porn ring scandal. Sex in a pig sty, too graphic and grisly for the Times to publish. What the fuck? Seriously. Is there even a medically or socially acceptable term for such a sickness? I really hope not because that would mean that there's a definition. And if there's a definition, then it's happened before... enough times for use to actually formalise a term for it.
God help us.
I suddenly refused to look at any news site for fear of reading something worse. Maybe the next headline would say: ‘Child dumped in acid’ or ‘Baby raped in womb’ or worse.
I'm a father of two darling daughters. I love kids. But right now, I'm seriously pissed off. Why? Not because my Friday vibe's gone sour. Not even because I'm not feeling the weekend.
Because out there, somewhere, in the lecherous slums and dark recesses of society's elite, middle class and poor, there dwells a sick hybrid virus which is affecting the human genepool. A virus that makes it acceptable to abuse/ hurt/ maim or kill children.
And come hell or Armageddon, I'll do whatever I can to stop that virus.
What should be done to protect our kids?
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