Throughout the week, I’ve been trying to find opportunities in which to reduce hatred. I thought that I had done nothing to contribute to helping anyone this week and had trouble trying to come with a way in which I did. However, the I realized that the situation had already happened just a day ago. Saturday morning I was obligated to got to an event, where I had to meet new people and socialize with them in conditions that were meant to push the limits of our comfort zones. The opportunity came when I was forced to walk a tight-rope with a girl who had never done an activity such as this. She was scared out of her mind and because I had done this activity once before, I was paired with her. We had begun and when it got to our turn, we both climbed up the trees and she immediately began to freeze. I talked her over and directed her to how we would both maneuver in order to get across the tight rope together. Eventually, we got back on the ground and when she descended down I started to hear people criticizing her and calling her out for being scared. I spoke up, telling them that it wasn’t right to mock her and that the only the way the rest of the day would go smoothly was if everyone worked together without any negative energy towards one another. After that they stopped and she felt a lot better; she had gotten out of her comfort zone and had someone to stand up for her.
Overall, I felt good about how the situation worked out, mainly because she felt good afterwards. I think I made a real difference in the group and contributed a deeper level of trust between the group. It also build our communication skills with one another and made our group stronger. Of course this wasn’t the biggest event in stopping hatred but I feel as though when little steps are taken, it can lead to a great outcome. Hatred isn’t always some massive thing that effects everyone; sometimes it can be as little as calling someone a name, criticizing their talent or having repetitive confrontations. These things can be address and I felt like that was exactly what I did Saturday. I set an example and as a result of that I had a pretty good day. The rest of that day was absolutely wonderful and people were no longer called out for their mistakes or weaknesses.
Through this, it is easy to see that hatred isn’t always something big; it can exist in the simplest or places and situations. However, by trying to reveal and conquer this small hatred, it allows us better approach larger amounts of hatred that may come in the future. These small acts can also play vital roles in stopping hatred at the source and before it even get to spread; that is what I felt like I did Saturday. Hatred is something that everyone should play a part in reducing. That is how I helped reduce hatred in the past week.
Police arrested a possible suspect yesterday for a string of vehicle shootings in Kansas City. The shootings have been going on for the past couple of weeks and have been taking place in Grandview, where seven highways intersect and where six of the reported shootings have taken place. For awhile the police had been struggling to get enough evidence in order to get a warrant, but after the series of patterns, that could be linked to one person, were found, it was enough to bring the suspect in. The suspect will soon be charged for the injuries they caused to three people, although none were deemed life-threatening. Nothing is really known about the court-date but it will be soon. No idea how the courts will approach this situation.
When stories like this come up, there’s no real way to explain. I’m not sure it has that much to do with hate but has more to do with insanity. On one hand, we don’t know enough information about the suspect to make a clear assumption, but on the other hand we can gather enough information from the situation to tell us that he was both insane and somewhat and at something. It’s quite simple to relate this to some type of hate, however based on the minuscule amount information given, I don’t feel quite comfortable trying to analyze this anymore than what is there. All I can say is that the suspect is hateful about something, we just don’t know what and why. Later info will have to be shown in order to make a better assessment.
I’d relate this story to “First They Killed My Father” because of the perspective it puts the reader in. In the book, the main character, Loung, was sure what was going on most of the time, and because it was first person, the reader could only make vague assumptions on the event happening. This is what makes the two relatable. We don’t know enough information on the suspect or the situation itself to make a clear prediction. It could all work out or it could be a Red Haring.
A young Detroit teenager was recently charged with assault and a hate crime after beating a suburban man in the street. The offender, was a 16 year old Africa America boy who was faced with intimidation counts for beating Steve Utash, a 54 year old Caucasian male. The teenager was further aided by four adults, who were also African America; the boy was the first one charged, out of the five. Kim Worthy, the prosecutor, said, “In the case of the 16-year-old charged as a juvenile we can prove beyond a reasonable doubt the rimes of assault with intent to do great bodily harm and ethnic intimidation, in the case of the four adults charged the facts and the evidence does not support a charge of ethnic intimidation.”
This story is very sad to really read. It seems as though the kid had no real motive to attack the man, other than the fact that his skin was different. The amount of internal and built up hate is evident in this useless outburst of ethnic hate. I feel as though this is really immature and that the boys impulses were what drew him into acting on his emotions. The worst part about the situation is that the four adult, who should know better, just decided to aid the boy with no real purpose; It’s like “the dumb leading the blind” or in this case, “the intolerant leading the ignorant.” The shows real pent-up hate and allows people to view hate that is unnecessary.
In comparing this, I’d most likely view it with “Night.” The reason I chose to do this is because the whole scenario was based off an erratically racial hate. Like the camp leaders in night, the boy was the only one with a real racial hatred; everyone else was just following orders. We don’t personally know how they felt about the situation but we can assume a lot of them were just blindly following the leader.
Andrew Ward, a 24 year old man, was arrested after killing his 12 year old son because he “just felt like killing.” He was sent to a prison in Phoenix, where he manage to injure a fellow prisoner. Wednesday night Ward killed his 33 year old cellmate, Douglas Walker. The victim had multiple stab wounds due to golf pencil, his throat was cut with a plastic playing card & he was brutally beaten afterwards. This murder was seen as brutal, cruel and inhumane. When the sheriff detective got word of this Ward was taken to him, where he said that he had no regrets on any of his previous actions.
This is actually really messed up, in my opinion. He was no sense of sympathy, empathy or regret for what he does to others. In some way I believe Ward committed his second crime in order to “grieve” about loosing his son, due to his own foolish actions. He was probably to engulfed in his own rage that he committed these acts without thinking. More than anything, Andrew Ward is an impulse maniac and deserves whatever is coming to him. This all related back to the hate that has built up inside him due to unknown events. The anger/hate must stem from somewhere but he is too far gone to really care about anyone else’s life.
If I had to relate this to one of the books, I would again relate this story to Things Fall Apart. In the book, Onkonwo is fueled with such pent-up angry that he is victim to random outbursts of hate and rage. He continuously attacks his family and others close to him, even to the point of killing them, seen in the chapter about Ikemefuni. This man, like Onkonwo, is beyond “repair” and can’t function in a normal society.