The Verdict

So...I am wondering, am I just a little too compassionate..soft, or stupid?
When Osama was killed and today when Casey was found not guilty....I could only think of the pain and lives lost in the tragedies. I can't make jokes and I can't rant and holler that justice didn't prevail. I am sad. Tragedy apparently effects me so different than many others.

Quite frankly I am blown away by the posts on facebook and twitter...especially the jokes. I am shocked by those hoping Casey is killed.

I also can't help but wonder what the media does to us. I am listening or actually watching these comments from the sidelines.  We are part of that media...and we are sounding evil to me. We are like sharks in a feeding frenzy and one comment seems to be louder and worse than the next. We are stirring the pot of darkness as our cries for the little girl are lost in the blare of  the shouts.

I am feeling pretty alone on this. So, I decided to do an off the cuff blog about it. Not something I usually do. I am imagining the comments I might get....but I am really struggling with our reaction to this.

I am imagining how difficult it is for the grandmother. Grandfather. Other family members. I am imagining her mother wanted to hang on to the hope that just maybe she didn't do it....that even a jury found her not guilty. I am thinking of the jury members. It could be possible that they believe she was guilty, but that there was reasonable doubt...how heavy that must play on their minds. To have to go with our judicial system, and possibly believing that they are allowing a murderer to get away.
I am even wondering what is going through Casey's mind.

But mostly I am wondering about Caylee. I am sick and sad over what may have happened to that little girl. I wish we did not have such evil in this world. So....I think that is what bothers me. I don't want more evil on top of evil. I would prefer our silent sadness for a tragedy that was committed against a little girl. Our words of hatred will not bring her back or give her justice. The words of evil feed a perverse world.

For me, I will respect those who are hurting today, and a little girl's life that was taken. I would prefer to shed a little compassion upon the evil and darkness. Not quite a silence in the sadness....but I will whisper some prayers of hope for the hurting today.