We have some important choices to make about how we respond to the bombing of the Boston Marathon. What I hope we are capable of, what I want to believe we are capable of, is to be rational and measured in our response. To speculate about what groups or individuals may have been behind this attack is to abandon reason in favor of propaganda. When we unjustifiably point the finger toward a group without evidence we do great harm not only to that group, but to the founding principles of our nation. Let us wait and see where the evidence points before we cast blame. If we are able to identify the perpetrators and determine why they committed this act, then we can have a discussion about that.
I will not be afraid. We will not live in fear.
We must band together, not as Bostonians, not as Runners, not as New Englanders, and not even as Americans, but as human beings.
I am so sorry for the loss of life and pain that the victims of this attack have suffered. Tragedy strikes people every day and rarely, very rarely, does it ever get this kind of attention. Be very grateful for whatever you have in your life that is good. I have an abundance to be thankful for and I truly am.
Once upon a time I had a job that was incredibly stressful and very, very frustrating. I had a colleague/mentor who was awesome and very understanding of the situation I was in. She had been tasked with helping get me trained and up-to-speed on how the company did business and what my role was. Unfortunately she lived/worked on the East Coast and I live on the West Coast. This meant that on a daily basis we would have one or more phone calls where we would attempt to solve the days problems. We usually would start the phone call out by having a good solid bitch session where we just vented about whatever had happened that day. The venting process was incredibly helpful, I hope for us both, because we had some insight into each other’s situation. We also attempted, with varying degrees of success, to come up with some plan of attack to help overcome the latest obstacle or source of frustration. At some point I made the observation that we were Venting + Brain Storming and I coined the term VentStorming.
I no longer work for that company (nor does she) and frankly I miss our VentStorming sessions. My hope is that I’ll be able to use this venue to purge some of my daily frustrations, and attempt to brain storm some solutions. With any luck, I’ll actually make some positive discoveries through this process, and at the very least I’ll be able to BITCH and everyone loves to do that.
Bitching can be it’s own reward, but I do intend to at least attempt to solve some of the things that chap my ass.