A young man was declared “Not Guilty” in a U.S. court yesterday, in spite of the fact that last year, when he was 17, he carried a rifle into a crowd, shot and injured one man and killed two others.
There are some who believe the Judge was wrong when he threw out the ‘possession of a dangerous weapon by a minor’ charge; that if the defendant had been any race other than Caucasian, he would have been found ‘Guilty’; that the defendant should not have been involved in picking names for the jury who would try his case; that the Prosecution was incompetent.
But at the end, it was up to the members of the jury. At the conclusion of the trial, they believed that the accused was “Not Guilty.” He is now free and can never be tried for this crime again.
Declared “Not Guilty.”
Does ‘Not Guilty’ mean ‘Innocent’?
Conversely, does ‘Innocent’ mean ‘Not Guilty’?
Two men are dead because a young man killed them with a rifle he never should have been given … let alone carried into the crowd that night … let alone used.
Anger escalates. And fear. And hatred
… surfacing in social media, daily conversations
darkening thoughts and words and possibly more actions.
Something has to be done so that hope can enter, fear can lighten, hatred can begin to dissipate, and the slippery slope can straighten out.
Where to begin?
Surely it begins with each of us
Register our outrage? Yes.
“Name” our fears? Yes.
Recognize and acknowledge our own prejudices and biases? Yes
And do what we can to bring about a Spirit of Gentleness into the world around us
… and not just around us
… but within us.
Time will tell … if Civil charges are brought.
Time will tell … if the slippery slope that the United States is on will result in civil war – or even the ending of democracy in that country.
Time will tell.
And in that time,
may there be moments of gentleness
may we be gentle
– gentle with ourselves
– gentle with our children … partners … other family members … neighbours … tradespeople … store clerks … gas station attendees … medical professionals …
May a Spirit of Gentleness flow through hallways, homes, offices, classrooms, social media, governments … in me … in you … in us all.
We have just returned from a few days spent in Victoria and on Salt Spring Island. Spending much of yesterday in Ganges on SSI, I, at the age of 74, felt my spirit being gently carried back to the 1970’s, when I was in my impressionable 20’s. Yes, there was societal tension then too, but the urge toward gentleness was palpable. That is how it felt yesterday in Ganges. After reading your story, June, I am reminded that there is much in contemporary life that is the opposite of gentle … and, like you, I want to allow my inner gentleness to spread outwards to help bend the arc of history, to paraphrase Martin Luther King, back towards justice and gentleness. Perhaps that urge is what entered the minds of those jurists. I hope so, anyway.