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I find it disgraceful in country that touts civil rights for it's citizens, and delivers little, that something like this can so casually be dismissed. But police brutality, even if it is just low wage rent-a-cops in a juvenile facility, must face justice for causing a death.
Read the article, it's upsetting. Not just because a boy died a senseless death at the hands of brutal people who ought to know better, but because the acts they committed have been forgiven.
Children die on the streets here every day by senseless violence. But when a child is placed in the hands of the state correctional system we don't expect them to end up dead at the hands of the people assigned to watch over them. At the very least what these prison guards did is manslaughter. How bold they were as the camera rolled, it took seven of them to kill a young boy. At the very least they deserve a firing squad. There is no justice in what happened.
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/36599286/ns/us_news-crime_and_courts
Age appears to be best in four things; old wood best to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to trust, and old authors to read. (Sir Francis Bacon 1561-1626)
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timmy
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In precisely what way is pushing ammonia tablets up his nose and covering his mouth not wilful?
The video as displayed in the article shows very little. If that is the evidence then it is unfortunately slim.
But you have to understand that he wasn't just another kid. Sickle Cell says he was a black kid. And this is where? Ah yes, Florida. That means he was subhuman anyway. You can kick subhumans, because they just don't matter.
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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My God! He was just a kid. Kids are supposed to be protected by adults. It took all of those grown men to subdue a mere child? I don't care what race he was, or whatever other label society has placed on him (I never was one to dwell on, or even care about labels.. we are all one species on this rock), but he was just a kid! One who will now never grow up and experience life. Regardless of whatever he had done in the past, he did not deserve this. I tear up when I come across such a story and I apologise if I am rambling, but I am thoroughly taken aback and disgusted! :'-(
I prefer guys that don't come in a box.
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I would like to appologize to the forum for posting such an upsetting little rant about this poor unfortunate boy. I can see where sharing my concerns upset many of you.
Maybe what we need to read here are some thoughts about the causes of violence in our society and not just the results. I would encourage someone to start a new posting.
This past year there have been so many cases of violence against youth, most of them peer incidents and it leaves me to wonder at the lack of control in these kid's lives.
I know that parental control is the first line of defense against such activities, but the sheer volume of it all leads me to think that all kids these days are orphans without parents.
In all fairness I was incorrigable as a teenager. What I did away from home and family was my business, my parents had no idea what I was doing. But I assured that independence by making good grades in school, and assuming a role at home that eased any fears they might have that I was out of control. I was quite out of control when I was around my peers.
But like many kids I grew out of that phase as life handed me responsibility, and a job. Today we seek to blame the violence in our society as the result of television, films, rap music. Sorry, that's too easy an answer.
I won't say it doesn't contribute to the poor self esteem kids have today. I imagine the exposure to senseless violence in the entertainment industry does take a toll. But I have little in my own personal background that speaks to what is happening today, I was a gay kid.
I was not a violent kid, being gay didn't encourage that facet in my personality. Instead I was a con artist, a manipulator of events just for my own amusement. I bought liquor for my friends when I was fifteen, a fake ID and the balls to use it was all I needed.
I used to sneak into the adult bookstores to see the naked men on the covers of magazines, and then steal the subscription cards inside. Nothing like sending a gay porn magazine subscription to the biggest bully in school for a laugh. I always hoped his mother would open the package first, I used to dream about being there. ;-D
But those were silly moments where I tried to control my life while hiding the gay reality inside. Gay kids have a different take on life, it leaves me without understanding of the violence.
Does anyone have any thoughts?
Age appears to be best in four things; old wood best to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to trust, and old authors to read. (Sir Francis Bacon 1561-1626)
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It's that the Judicial system failed, miserably, this youth's family in addressing the issues surrounding their son's death on the first count; and, secondly that it failed society at large, and our expectation that justice will prevail in the end. Clearly it has not prevailed; and, is not apparently going to. That disturbs me, in a manner that very few notions would (and do) these days.
The youth's death was a travesty of justice. You were (and are) right in your initial assertion that it is the responsibility of any, and all, adults to ensure, and provide for, the safety and security of our youth. This being said, regardless of the why's and wherefore's of this particular youths having been sent to this Boot Camp in the first place. He was only a baby in the schemata of life.
I sincerely hope that the family will continue to push for proper remedial and punitive redress. Justice must be seen to be done. Justice apparently took an extended holiday the day this youth was victimized; and again the day he died, and each and every day subsequent to his death whilst the drama played out in the courts.
I have no idea of when, nor where, societal barriers to gratuitous violence (peer and otherwise) collapsed, with our, at large, having accepted this bahaviour as the norm rather than the exception.
Growing up at a pre-teen, teen and young adult, the worst I would reasonably have had (and in reality ever had) to face was some malcontent with a baseball bat; never a knife, and a gun would have been (and was) unheard of. Differences were settled one-on-one, usually with fisticuffs; never twenty-on-one, and never with the intent to maim (either disfigure or cripple) or kill. Always simply to right a wrong; to defend, never to take the role of aggressor; to protect what was rightfully our, never to legitimatize illegal, or anti-social behaviour; and never, ever, to dominate, subjugate and bully.
Sadly, this does not appear to be the case today, and hasn't been so for a goodly number of years, if not decades; nor can we conveniently lay the blame at the alter of expediency and decry the media (usually Television, Film and Music) as being the culprit. That tired old tune has been played out long ago, usually orchestrated by one do-goody fundamentalist group of nutters or another.
Warren C. E. Austin
The Gay Deceiver
Toronto, Canada
[Updated on: Sat, 17 April 2010 16:06]
"... comme recherché qu'un délice callipygian"
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timmy
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Why are you apologising?
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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Like you, Timmy, my purpose in coming to this forum is to become educated in a broad sense and return the favor when I can. I find myself concerned that something stated inhibits dialogue instead of encouraging it...thus the appology, it seems it was unnecessary. I don't know the fellows here as you do, but I am learning.
Age appears to be best in four things; old wood best to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to trust, and old authors to read. (Sir Francis Bacon 1561-1626)
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timmy
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I have a feeling those who have not replied are simply speechless. There is very little one can say about this except join with the disgust.
It seems the bigger the hat of the official the bigger the bully. These bastards had very big hats.
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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That's right. I'm speechless, horrified. I have nothing constructive to contribute. It doesn't mean that I condemn any the less.
Hugs
Nigel
I dream of boys with big bulges in their trousers,
Never of girls with big bulges in their blouses.
…and look forward to meeting you in Cóito.
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How utterly sickening. Words fail me.
J F R
The paradox has often been noted that the United States, founded in secularism, is now the most religiose country in Christendom, while England, with an established church headed by its constitutional monarch, is among the least. (Richard Dawkins, 2006)
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His was the one that made the news. Probably hundreds more children and adolescents abused, used, thrown away and killed which go unnoticed.
Raymundo
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If even just one child, a victim of abuse, regardless of that abuse's origins, whose circumstance goes without repudiation by the Justice system, then we have failed all of them, and ourselves; and that is simply unconscionable.
Warren C. E. Austin
The Gay Deceiver
Toronto, Canada
"... comme recherché qu'un délice callipygian"
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