More Tragedy For Orlando

http://www.mb.com.ph/alligator-attacks-2-year-old-at-disney-hotel-and-drags-him-underwater/

I can not imagine what the parents of this poor child are going through. With so much pain and loss already for those of Orlando, this news comes like a kick to the head while already unconscious.

There is nothing I can say here that will ease anyone’s thoughts on these shocking few days in Florida. In fact I only edge towards the fear side another step, since my previous post.

After my initial shock of this story I couldn’t help but wonder just how common alligators are at Disney World, after all it is in the middle of Forida’s swamp lands. I’m sure most of you who live in Orlando know what I found:

http://www.florida-beach-lifestyle.com/florida-alligator-attacks.html

http://forums.wdwmagic.com/threads/florida-springs-and-alligator-attacks.75490/

http://www.wdwforgrownups.com/forum/alligators-disney-property

If you read through the thread in the last link you will see that back in 2011 there is even mention of a gator right in the same spot where this child was snatched:

gator in dw

There are lots of stories of sightings of gators in and around Disney World. And that should come as no surprise. I guess. Since I have not been to Florida or Disney World it’s hard to really comment, but I don’t know if alligators would be on my mind while enjoying one of “the most happiest places on earth” with my family. I do know what would have reminded me… a few signs saying that there are alligators in the water. Though there are “No Swimming” signs there seems to be no signs warning of possible alligators. And it’s not like they don’t know:

Disney gator attack: 2-year-old believed dead as rescue turns to recovery

From this article:

gators in dw

Yes, it is common knowledge, I’m just saying a few signs as a reminder seems like common sense to me.

I don’t want to join in on the blame game. Saying Disney is at fault is as wrong as blaming the parents, though I’m sure there are many out there who find it difficult to understand letting a 2-year-old wade in any water after dark. It’s a tragedy, and blaming is just a way to try to make sense of senselessness. Discussing who or what is to blame or what should have or could have been done will not take us back in time to make things right.

I bet some of you are yelling at me right now. Well, yelling at the screen in front of you. Saying, yes, maybe it won’t stop this tragedy, but discussing what could have or should have been done may help stop this tragedy from happening again.

Don’t worry, that’s exactly where I was going… because even though I’m sure they will try to tell you this is the first time something like this has happened, we know better. This is the swamps of Florida. Everyone knows there are alligators all over. Of course it’s happened before:

http://articles.orlandosentinel.com/1988-01-22/news/0010220111_1_alligator-attack-feeding-ducks-walt-disney-world

dw gator 1988

30 years… a long time ago, I know. But just because something happened long ago does not mean it should be forgotten and repeated. Though that does seem to be the human way.

I’m sure putting up signs about possible alligators in the water may not seem like a good idea to those trying to sell happiness. Besides everyone knows they are there, it’s Florida swampland. But I’m guessing there will be signs now.

This post is just my own attempt at making sense of senselessness. I mean no disrespect to anyone in posting it.

My prayers and deepest sympathy go out to this boys family and to all the families in Orlando grieving today.

As usual, there is not much more I can say then that, and that is nowhere near enough.

 

When Will It Be Enough?

It’s been 2 months since my last post. I’ve been in a sort of stupor of sadness. After my last post another one of my heroes passed away. Prince was a major influence on my life since I was in grade school. I started to write a post about how he influenced my life and half way through I just stopped. I began to think about the blog and the things I was writing about. Started to once again wonder if I should have ever strayed from the “Red & Black” and onto the paths that led me to “Zero’s World”. I mean 2 of the biggest influences in my life, Bowie and Prince were gone, and I had failed to mention either one till after their untimely death. David Bowie and Prince were not just musical influences, they were huge influences on self-love and respect, individuality, and understanding and accepting… no… celebrating our differences. They were major parts of my very complicated life, and after 3 years of blogging I had not mentioned either until their death. What was I blogging about when Prince was takin’ from us? Some dick named Jason Edwards and the ongoing feuds of McKee, Prinnie, & Radio.

Had I lost my way?

What would the Zero of only a few years ago (the one who started his journey here at WordPress with the “Red & Black”) think, if he could see what he was blogging about now?

I’m the only one who can answer that, and yet I can’t. I’m not sure if I would have ever started blogging if I knew how it would affect me and the endless circles it would send me in. You see I’ve had issues with circles in the past, and my whole thought process when I wrote that first post, what seems like a lifetime ago, was to help others to see the circles we get stuck in and of course what I have said throughout all of this, understanding. If we try to understand each other and all we each are going through, the whys and hows, we could get to at least a common ground where moving forward instead of declining backwards was possible.

I know a lot of you are saying, “really you blogged about this stuff? I thought you just blogged about Dorothy and LISK obsessors.”

Well, maybe that’s my fault… I may have let the circles get the best of me. And yet, no matter how far I have strayed, circles never let you get far from where you begin.

So these last few months I have sat down to write a post quite a few times but unsure where to go with it for the moment. How to ride the circles. Because circles are not always bad things… like I have said before, they can be like rain drops on a pond… each circle growing bigger and bigger. Or think of the circles linked together in uncountable chains, each connecting to another as you trace them, leading you into all possibilities.

But they are dangerous, easy to get stuck in small circles that are very damaging. Or worse, they can break off into downward spirals.

Whoa… very “Red & Black” today. Sorry, I will try to get to the point, if there really is one any more, and I do still have hope that there is one. Maybe that’s the point. That I still have hope for one. I definitely think that’s what I thought was the point yesterday.

There were a few times I started to write a post over the past couple months. When I read the news about a man who had been with homeland security shot his estranged wife and many other innocent people in a 2 day shooting spree:

http://www.cnn.com/2016/05/06/us/maryland-shootings/index.html

I sat down to type, but nothing came. This guy was with Homeland Security!?! Once again there seems to be no lines between bad guys and good guys. Maybe that’s why I didn’t write a post.

There were other times I came to this screen wanting to put to words how I felt about all the things going on around me… when an Egypt Air  plane disappeared from the skies I once again sat at a blank screen wanting to say something but not really knowing the purpose of anything I could say. No matter what I said about it then, we’d still be at the same place now:

http://www.foxnews.com/world/2016/06/01/latest-french-firm-gets-signal-from-crashed-egypt-plane.html

Each time the argument about where people are allowed to use the restroom came up in the news and online I wanted to pound hard on my keyboard in all caps… but it wouldn’t have stopped the lunacy from growing as it did.

The thing about this blog is, the more I skip on planned posts and the more time I let pass between them… the easier it is not to blog at all.

For every thing I want to post about there are countless more things that I could be blogging about. Positive things, negative things, crazy things. The posts alone about this election would fill this already crowded blog. So again, what’s the point?
While posing the question to myself and getting stuck in a circle of sadness, I got some devastating news about someone very close to me.

Suddenly all the fucked upness of the world was hitting way too close.

It’s a good thing I wasn’t posting… because there would have been some dark stuff last week.

I really started to wonder if there was any hope for humanity. Are we stuck in circles or trapped in downward spirals so dangerous, there was no hope?

By the end of last week I still wasn’t sure where my head was on everything going on in the real world but I knew I wasn’t done in the Internet one. I had to write a post… about something… about anything, or it would just become to easy to let it go.

I thought long and hard this weekend, a good weekend spent with family and friends (my son had graduated from High School, that’s 6 down 1 to go) and thought hard about the world around me both close and distant. Yes, there was craziness and despair, but it was still beautiful to me. All of it had meaning… all of it had purpose, there was a point.

I decided to finally come back to the blog and post about a lot of what I just wrote, though more detailed in some areas (like more on Trump, Clinton, Bernie and the election) while not in others.

I planned the post in my head Saturday night as I went to sleep. I wasn’t sure whether I would call it “Summer Of Love” or “Summer Of Fear” but guessed it would be some sort of combination of both like “Summer Of Love Or Fear?” or “Summer Of?”. I had planned on using a couple of songs by Offspring:

 

I wanted to show the contrast, but I wanted to express the hope. I never know for sure how a post will go because things change as I write them, but I know I wanted to end positively and though it was a post about how fucked up things seem to be getting I wanted to express it was our Summer and if we wanted it to be a fun one regardless of all the shit we were going through, it could be. It was up to us to make this a Summer of Love and not a Summer of Fear.

Yesterday morning, I shook off all the doom and gloom and sat down to set it all back into a postive spin that could spin us into circles of hope. I also turned on the T.V.

The screen in front of me would remain blank once again.

The deadliest mass shooting in America’s history:

http://www.foxnews.com/us/2016/06/12/reaction-to-florida-nightclub-mass-shooting.html

http://www.cnn.com/2016/06/12/us/orlando-shooter-omar-mateen/index.html

Now what?

This is it. Maybe our final wake up call before it’s too late.

But that sounds a lot like fear.

It also sounds very real.

The choice of a summer of love vs. a summer of fear seems more important now than a silly post on a silly blog.

And I really don’t know which way it will go. I can’t even say what side I may find myself on.

This tragedy hits on so much, from gun control issues, mental illness and Islamic terrorism to the bigotry of all religions when it comes to the rights of the LGBTQ. But the fact remains that all these senseless things we do to each other is because we don’t care to understand each other.

I know there is still hope… most of the world wants to understand, accept, and live peacefully with each other. There is still love out there.

But is it time for us to seriously be afraid of  what may happen if we all don’t join together and fight against what is trying to destroy us…

or will that only insure our destruction?

The zero who first started blogging here on WordPress I’m sure would want us to fight the fear and embrace the love and hope for change.

That zero is gone though and I’m left more confused than ever and as I said, not sure where I will find myself.