Sunday, March 31, 2013

Happy Easter, 2013

We've covered some terribly violent crimes in this blog, searching for the truth.

We've only just begun, as a society, to understand the impact of violence on the brain, and upon the loved ones of the victim.  Even after thousands of years of experience, or collecting data, people still know so little about how insidious the suffering is of those who have experienced sexual abuse, and the suffering of those who love the victims.  Some brave souls venture out to tell the world, but even then, they minimize and avoid some of the 'dark places' where the hurt leaves them unable to articulate.  I think of RA Dickey's brave book, even while applying Avinoam Sapir's SCAN technique to see that he has only scratched the surface of suffering.

We hope for justice, even as we study deception, knowing that the end of violence is death.

Here, on Easter, 2013, is the story of someone who suffered much.

He had, as a young man, likely obtained a good portion in this world.  Married in his social status, he had a good education and a bright future ahead of him where he would prosper.

He also knew a good opportunity when he saw it.

There was a group who were hated as they sought to overturn the culture and had the audacity to challenge his own status.  As tensions grew, eventually violence exploded and like all violence, there are those who seize the opportunity to make a name for themselves.  Some do so with ferocity, while others do it with cleverness, or cunning planning, efficient killing and good book keeping.

He was the latter.

He didn't get his own hands dirty with blood, but was efficient at ridding out these 'rats' who were taken to meeting in some of the most unseemly places.

His status grew and his nation showed its appreciation of his ability to root out the enemy, and saw his 'courage' to stand forth during the executions.

One execution, in particular, stood out among the rest.  He, himself, signed the death order for a young man who stood bravely during death, not flinching as he had thought he might.

It unnerved him.

It stayed with him, robbing him of appetite and sleep.  The young man seemed to almost haunt him in his dreams, until one day, while walking along the road, leading a troop to root out another enemy band, he came upon a day that would forever change his life.

A voice said, "Why do you persecute me?"

The man did not know who the voice's owner was; those around him heard something, but it was unintelligible to him.

He was struck blind, bereft of his powerful logic and sense, and had to call upon his enemy to help him.

From there, he was no longer called "Saul", but "Paul."

For years, Paul labored incessantly, for the good of others, but as it is with hatred, those of whom he once hated, he embraced, while those who once applauded him, hated him.

How bad was the hatred?

Some made death threats against him.  In fact, as the hatred against him grew, so did the death threats, to the point where it was no longer whispered in shadows.  In one town where he went, men bound themselves to a sacred oath, important in their culture, that they would not eat food until they had killed him.

Eventually, Paul was cornered and from the strong arm of hatred, in a growing confident crowd, came a small rock that struck him across the eye.  He clutched his eye, now bleeding, as the crowd saw him, and were filled with rage, and soon more rocks came and more rocks.

As police arrived, the crowd dispersed and the man, severely wounded, had his wounds tended to, but his eye, most likely, would not only never be the same, but left him visibly marred, ugly to look at, scarred.

Yet, in spite of this horrific event, he continued his work, going from town to town, demanding repentance of wayward living and forgiveness for those who sought it.

The hatred, however, followed him as well.  He was careful not to take anything from anyone his own hands did not earn, so even though it was within his right to do so, he instead sewed tents for sale, using the money to pay for his food and lodging, a common worker, who once had come from the upper class.  He felt honored to do so, but rumors began that he was ruining the income of others and one day the crowd, mixed audience at best, began to turn, and like what had happened years earlier, happened again.  He was brutally attacked, again, with rocks, terribly injured and discouraged.

He likely suffered nightmares and flashbacks, and had to live with the sense of hyper vigilance.  At one point, he was so broken, hungry, tired and beat up, that he despaired even of his own life.  The violence would unnerve any of us.

Then came the third and final stoning.  This time his enemies would make certain that the broken, now much older appearing man, would not survive, and they planted complainers in the audience who lied about Paul's work, until the rage was so bad that the stones rained down upon him.

This time, the crowd left satisfied as his apparent lifeless body lay unattended to. They left believing that they had silenced him, finally.

Paul survived this third stoning and as the months passed, some of his old strength returned to his body, and he returned to his message of love.

Depression, melancholy, despair, accompanied him, but so did joy, refreshment and drive.  Looking far older than his years, through the things that he suffered, one of his closest friends turned on him, accusing him of seeking to be front and center, the very place that got Paul almost killed.  In one last violent outburst from a crowd psychology of rage, he was almost pulled in two, saved by the police, but under arrest for causing a riot.

He was placed, and forgotten, in a cold, cement style jail cell, likely beneath the ground, with rain and sewer water seeping in.  He was hungry, cold, terribly lonely, and under the sentence of death which would be, in this culture, be-heading.

He offered a prayer in this most dire of circumstance.

He likely thought of his early life, in the upper class, wearing the finest clothing, making good money, early retirement, comfort, and the prestige of his fellow man; all things he had long abandoned in life. Here he sat, heavy iron shakles cutting into his frail ankles, shivering from the cold, and lonely beyond belief.

What did he pray for?

I have long thought about what I would have prayed for in his shoes.  Perhaps I would have prayed for a pair of shoes for my cold feet?  Perhaps I would have prayed to have my friends raise bail money, or a judge to set me free, or just a warm meal.  How I would have longed for the comfort of a baked potato or some form of protein!  I would have prayed for my freedom, to see my wife, my children, the faces of those I loved!

I would have prayed for myself.

What did Paul pray for?

"To know Him and the power of the resurrection..."

Even as I read his words, I feel tears welling up in me.  I don't understand his words, but I want to.

"To know Him and the power of the resurrection, and the fellowship of His sufferings..."

The "fellowship of His sufferings"?  I know that when I celebrate with my loved ones, it brings us closer, but it is when I join in to the suffering of someone I love, I become much, much closer to my loved one.  People that rejoice together are close, but people who suffer together are closer.  It reminds me of Abraham, climbing a mountain as an old man, for 3 days, with the young man, Isaac, by his side, looking over at Isaac, each time, as if his heart would break...

 being conformed to His death, if somehow I may arrive to the resuurection of the dead."

I am selfish.  I think I would have prayed for that warm meal, that warm blanket, my bail, my release...I would have prayed fervently for just a small dose of comfort; Tylenol to ease my fever from the chills and shaking...anything.

I don't understand Paul.

I don't understand him, but I would like to.

I often wonder what people think of as they contemplate their own mortality.  We are all going to die one day, this is not something that our status, abilities, or money can change.  The older I get the more I think of it.

I read recently on Facebook the expression about being given the chance to live life over again.  The point of the poem, or the saying, is that if I had to live life over again, I would not change a thing.  Life, including my mistakes, has made me who I am today.

Not me.

If I were given the chance to live my life over again, I'd take back every wayward hurtful word that ever proceeded from my mouth.  I'd be a better son to my parents, a better student to my teachers, and seek to have helped others in times I did not.  I have lots of regret, under the sun, and even though their are other purposes above the sun, I don't see them.  I'd rather go back and not have pained others than pridefully boast I did it "my" way.  My way wasn't always in the best interest of others.

Why didn't Paul pray for a blanket?

Why do I fret over mortgage payments, heating costs, and feeding... Clancy?
eats 4lbs a day

Why didn't Paul pray for his freedom?

I'll have to think about it.  In the meanwhile:

Happy Easter.

I'm grateful for truth, and know that justice doesn't sleep, even when we think it does.

Happy Easter.

33 comments:

Lemon said...

Thank you Peter and Heather.

Anonymous said...

Paul wasn't married.

john said...

OT..

Peter, here is a transcript of Luke Mitchell on Sky news.And also a Poem wrote for Jodi..

Luke Mitchell gave a Sky News interview to James Matthews
on the very day that Jodi Jones was laid to rest.

3rd September 2003



Mitchell seated by his mother speaks to James Matthews.

Meeting With a Murderer.

Luke Mitchell insisted he did not murder his girlfriend Jodi Jones. Sky News' James Matthews recounts his exclusive interview with the youngster.

It was on the day of Jodi Jones' funeral that I met and interviewed Luke Mitchell.

It had been two months since Jodi's murder, and her family had told him to stay away. They suspected then what a jury would later confirm - that he was her killer.

I'd phoned the Mitchell house and his mother told me that Luke was paying his own, private tribute.

Mother and son agreed that we could film it. So the camera rolled as the teenager lit candles on a shrine to Jodi that he'd created on his dining table. No payment was asked for and none made.

http://news.sky.com/home/article/13287116


Aired on Sky News: Friday, 21 January 2005



Luke's Poem to Jodi


"Goodbye Jodi. Please can you say what happened,

Please tell us who it was, who took your life so cruelly

For no apparent cause.

You had so much to give us, you lived life your own way,

Whoever did this to you, should just be put away.

You didn’t see bad in others, you didn’t like to judge,

We’re sorry Jodi, truly, but we’ll always hold a grudge.

You were taken from us so cruelly,

Please don’t ask us to forgive,

We cannot get this from our hearts however long we live.

You’ve been laid to rest, but not in peace,

We know that just can’t be,

But we’ll say goodbye and forever hope

That justice we will see."
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Re: Luke Mitchell - Interview with Sky's James Matthews
« Reply #1 on: March 04, 2012, 03:30:17 AM »
Transcript of Interview with James Matthews - SKY News on 3rd September 2003



JAMES MATTHEWS: It’s 65 days since Jodi was killed, Luke, clearly it’s a tragedy for her family, do you see it as a tragedy for your family as well?
LUKE: Yes.


JAMES MATTHEWS: Tell me about your experience over the last two months.
LUKE: It’s just been worse than a nightmare. At least a nightmare you wake up from eventually but this, you can’t wake up from it.


JAMES MATTHEWS: What’s been the worst part of the last two months?
LUKE: The worst part would be still finding Jodi. That was still the worst part. All the rest of it, the police and accusations and everything I couldn’t care about, it’s just … I just want to find out what happened and who did it.


JAMES MATTHEWS: Do you feel that the finger has been pointed at you as the person responsible?
LUKE: I feel it has been left to the media and public to decide. It is trial by media. They haven’t actually come out and totally accused me, apart from in interviews, the police have accused me but I feel it has been left to trial by media to see what the public decide, who’s guilty and who’s not. The way the police are handling it, they have searched other houses and they have other suspects but I seem to be really the only person they are mentioning by name in specific detail.


JAMES MATTHEWS: But you have an alibi for that night because you were with friends?
LUKE: Yes. I was, first I was waiting just at the end of the estate where I was in full view, cars were passing, people were just getting home from work on buses, then I met up with my friends.


john said...

CONT..

JAMES MATTHEWS: Who vouch for you?
LUKE: Yes, they gave statements the same as mine.


JAMES MATTHEWS: It is a question on everybody’s lips in this community, it is a question you clearly have an answer for. Did you kill Jodi Jones?
LUKE: No, I never, I wouldn’t think of it. All the time we were going out we never had one argument at all, never. We never fell out or anything.


JAMES MATTHEWS: How do you feel at being told to stay away from the funeral?
LUKE: That was a hard blow. I was dreading going to the funeral but I did want to go and being told not to go due to the fact that it would turn the funeral into a circus, a media circus, was bad. It would have been a media circus without me but that was, if it was the family’s wishes, that’s what I was going to do?


JAMES MATTHEWS: You have paid your own tribute, you have written a poem. Tell me why you felt you needed to do that?
LUKE: I just felt I had to say goodbye in my own way.


JAMES MATTHEWS: So what would you say to those who would look at you and think he killed his girlfriend?
LUKE: I just say they are being na├»ve and not to believe everything you read in the papers. As a lot of folk know from what they’ve said and what’s turned out in the papers, they do change what people have said, not the whole truth is published in papers. It is basically what the people want to hear is what printed.


JAMES MATTHEWS: I suppose the difficulty is from 5 p.m. to whenever Jodie was found, that's a long time to fill and to account for, especially if you lose track of time. The question I suppose for detectives, for people who look at that is could anybody account for every minute in that sort of period? Can you, can you account for every minute?
LUKE: No. Well the police seem to expect people to, as you say, pin down every minute of their life, to expect us to know when we do small insignificant things like doing the dishes, expect us to have a time for that, it isn’t possible to keep a pin of every minute that you do something.


JAMES MATTHEWS: This burning of clothes keeps getting mentioned and there is also the subject of a missing knife, is that your missing knife?
LUKE: No. The burning clothes that wasn’t us. They just stated that a female relative of the suspect admitted to burning clothes.


JAMES MATTHEWS: Was that you or anyone connected to you?
LUKE: No, not that we know of.


JAMES MATTHEWS: Finally, do you miss Jodi?
LUKE: A lot. It’s just, everything I do seems to remind me, her views and everything come up everywhere. Everywhere you look, going about the streets, there are posters. It’s just, I can’t believe … it still feels like a nightmare.
http://miscarriageofjustice.co/index.php?topic=67.0

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john said...

This exchange jumped out at me.

JAMES MATTHEWS: It is a question on everybody’s lips in this community, it is a question you clearly have an answer for. Did you kill Jodi Jones?

LUKE: No, I NEVER, I WOULDN'T think of IT. All the time we were going out WE NEVER HAD ONE ARGUMENT AT ALL, NEVER. WE NEVER FELL OUT OR ANYTHING.

This is a prime area to to give a Reliable Denial,and he FAILS TO..

john said...

Meeting With A Murderer

Dr Paul Ekmans,analysis.


Luke Mitchell insisted he did not murder his girlfriend Jodi Jones. Sky News' James Matthews recounts his exclusive interview with the youngster.

It was on the day of Jodi Jones' funeral that I met and interviewed Luke Mitchell.

It had been two months since Jodi's murder, and her family had told him to stay away. They suspected then what a jury would later confirm - that he was her killer.

I'd phoned the Mitchell house and his mother told me that Luke was paying his own, private tribute.

Mother and son agreed that we could film it. So the camera rolled as the teenager lit candles on a shrine to Jodi that he'd created on his dining table. No payment was asked for and none made.

Mitchell had turned 15 since Jodi's murder. He had the awkwardness of youth, but was nonetheless charming, obliging and friendly.

I interviewed him, as he sat with his mother's comforting arm around him.

It was an intriguing spectacle for viewers of Sky News - it also aroused the interest of detectives on the Jodi Jones murder squad.

They took formal steps to obtain a copy of the tape and flew to California where they showed it to the man known as the "Human Lie Detector".

Professor Paul Ekman is the world authority on the analysis of facial expression. He is an adviser to the FBI and CIA. In the course of the Jodi Jones murder inquiry, he became a consultant to Lothian & Borders Police.

Edinburgh-based detectives flew to San Fransisco to show my interview to Professor Ekman. He spent hours viewing the tape frame by frame, analysing the miniscule muscle movements on Mitchell's face. In the end, he supported police suspicions about Jodi's boyfriend.

According to Police sources, Prof. Ekman found that amongst the emotions on show by Luke Mitchell was one of delight as he delivered his alibi that was subsequently exposed as a lie.

On the day of Jodi's funeral, he was showing little sign of distress, but he demonstrated pleasure as he told the story he thought would fool the watching audience.

In the field of micro-expression, it's known as "duping delight" - gratification that comes from duping someone.

It was a time in the murder investigation when Detectives had precious little evidence. The findings of Prof. Ekman kept the focus of the inquiry on Mitchell.

There was to be one other showing of the interview - this time before the jury.

Again, formal steps were taken to secure a copy of the tape, and it was broadcast in the High Court. A packed courtroom watched as Luke Mitchell denied killing Jodi Jones, lit candles for her, and recited the poem he'd written, entitled "Goodbye Jodi".

It was the prosecution who wanted to broadcast the interview in court - they wanted to highlight Mitchell's demeanour on the day of Jodi's funeral - his lack of emotion.

"Not a tear, not a quiver" in the words of Advocate-Depute Alan Turnbull, from the teenager he described as a cold, calculating killer.

Lynn said...

This is what jumped out at me, John.

JAMES MATTHEWS: This burning of clothes keeps getting mentioned and there is also the subject of a missing knife, is that your missing knife?
LUKE: No. The burning clothes that wasn’t us. They just stated that a female relative of the suspect admitted to burning clothes.

The burning of the clothes wasn't us? He's not saying the murder wasn't, just the burning of the clothes. Also, who was us? Did he have help burning the clothes or killing her? Is the us referring to himself and Jodi and that is what allows him to say it wasn't them, because she was already dead?

Lynn said...

This is what jumped out at me, John.

JAMES MATTHEWS: This burning of clothes keeps getting mentioned and there is also the subject of a missing knife, is that your missing knife?
LUKE: No. The burning clothes that wasn’t us. They just stated that a female relative of the suspect admitted to burning clothes.

The burning of the clothes wasn't us? He's not saying the murder wasn't, just the burning of the clothes. Also, who was us? Did he have help burning the clothes or killing her? Is the us referring to himself and Jodi and that is what allows him to say it wasn't them, because she was already dead?

john said...

Hi lynn,

Luke and his mum both passed polly's,and we all know how unreliable they..

Red Ryder said...

Happy Easter to all Heather, Peter, and family and to all posters and readers at SA! Have a joyous day!

john said...

Lol,i missed the ARE above.

Ditto Red Ryder..

dadgum said...

Christ is Risen!
He is Risen, indeed!!

Easter Blessings to all..

Ivanna-Anna said...

Happy Easter,
Heather, Peter, and SA students!

Hobnob said...

Happy easter one and all. I unfortunately couldn't totally turn off my SA and picked up on several repetitions of the number three in the story.

I know, i know, i am an atheist and do not believe in any god, i still like the celebrations though since most have replaced the pagan festivals and everyone likes a good excuse to party, me especially :)


I do wonder though, if there is a god his life must be miserable, imagine all the billions of prayers and requests each day and being unable to turn them off, granting a miracle of any kind only causes more prayers etc.
what about those who go to heaven expecting to have a fun time and who are instead asked to intercede on whoever's behalf and have a word in god's lughole.

Imagine spending all your life working hard, being good, looking forward to paradise and on arrival and getting past the concierge, find yourself sitting in a huge hall answering mail.

How does he cope in wars when both sides claim he is on their side, what does he say to the losing side?

Oooops i lost track of time, i owe you a battle, here's an IOU.

If god exists i wonder what the one true religion will be called?

In the meantime i will continue to annoy the miseryguts by being cheerful, i will do random acts of kindness just because i can and i will make at least one person smile each day, if god does exist i am sure i can make him smile as well, the rest i am sure we can come to an agreement. :)
Hugs and smooches

hobs xx

Lemon said...

Happy Easter to all.

(It's a PONY!* Fangy Robot on vacation for Easter?)

*MANYA: "When I was a little girl in Poland, we all had ponies. My sister had pony, my cousin had pony... So, what's wrong with that?"

Hobnob said...

4lbs of food a day or is that in addition to the furniture?

This is what happens when you feed and water them, they grow.

he is a bit big though for a chihuahua, the bog paws when you got him might have been a bit of a giveaway, still he is perfect for ploughing through the snow and as a furniture tester hehe

Seagull said...

Happy Easter Everyone.

Anonymous said...

Your article is beautifully written Peter, but it doesn't tell the whole story.

Prior to Paul becoming what some call an apostle of Christ, he was killing christians. Murdering them. Paul was a murderer of many. Was he ever prosecuted for these horrendous crimes? If not, why not? Paul had what he and others call the Damascas Road experience and is struck deaf, dumb and blind for days (he says); during which time the holy spirit speaks to him and says, "Paul, Paul, why persecueth thou me?" Ooohkay. "Paul"? Paul's name was Saul.

From there Saul takes a different tactic, claiming to be 'one of them' and changes his name from Saul to Paul; could be authentic, could not be. Take your pick. Is it really so unusual for a murderer to change his name to avoid apprehension and prosecution?

Why was Saul/Paul never persecuted for his many murders of innocent people? Or was he? Saul was killing these christians during the time Jesus walked and talked on this earth, just three years earlier and during those three years after Jesus ascended. If Jesus wanted "Paul" to change his name and follow him, why didn't he call Saul during those three years? He didn't, he knew what Saul was doing, but chose others.

Finally, your story does not mention the name of Jesus even once. Just like so many sermons I've heard, all the praise and glory goes to this so-called "Apostle" Paul, the same one who was NOT an apostle of Christ. Not be critical, but I hope you are at least trying to follow the right one whose name is not Paul.

Anonymous said...

"Not to be critical"......

Anonymous said...

Don't be too upset if some of the Bible doesn't make sense or isn't easy to analyze. Remember that it's had so many authors and been through so many translations and permutations that it's nearly impossible to know what the original authors might have been trying to say. Interpretation is essential but is, by its nature, subjective. That's why the fundamentalists are so amusing. They think the Bible is literally, word for word, the absolute truth. As if such a thing would be possible after all the processing involved in passing down stories for millennia.

IOW, it means what you want it to mean, which may be quite different from what the guy next to you wants it to mean. This is why even people who are the same religion so often disagree on finer points.

dadgum said...

Lol Lemon..we had a first birthday party for Clover. Piper's party is in May, complete with tutus. Knee high horses bring out the silly, that's for sure!

Robot will return shortly..one of my sons drew it ages ago. Makes me smile...

Peter..we have always had big dogs. And Mike the Scotty who thought he was an Oorang Airedale. Have a Airehead..er..Airedale now, KD. Sam's companion in training is an English Lab, Mindy, who will top out over 110lbs. I feel your pain. Have you noticed the dog food mfgrs have taken 25lb bags to 20lb, then 17.5lb, and now 15lb? Price is the same. I thought I was getting stronger, lol..

I love the teachings of Paul, and oh, that James!!

Anita said...

Happy Easter, Peter. I have many regrets, too.

Peter Hyatt said...

It was written to be understood. The issue with me; not the text.

john, thanks for sharing.

Happy Easter...to all.

Peter

BostonLady said...

Wishing everyone a very happy Easter! And thank you to Peter and Heather for this blog, their knowledge, along with all of their sharing of wonderful family adventures!! Is that Clancy's Easter bonette? :)

Apple said...

Matthew 15:37-39 (NIV)

37 With a loud cry, Jesus breathed his last.
38 The curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. 39 And when the centurion, who stood there in front of Jesus, saw how he died,[c] he said, “Surely this man was the Son of God!”

Happy Easter, friends

SAlurker said...

Beautiful post Peter! I have always been fascinated with Paul's life. I took a course years ago about his life and his ministry. Paul is one that in some instances I could relate with - other instances not so much. But his life was amazing.

I like what you had to say about justice not sleeping.

Happy Easter to you and Heather and family and Clancy.

Happy Easter to all the awesome, rocking SA peeps here.

Stay in happy, safe, and sound!

Bless us all!




JerseyJane said...

HobbyNobby, I see you as being in God's FBI.

See you have some really good conversations and know how to bring forth some of those hidden false prophets out there!!!! And girl,No one can find them like you!!!LoL
By your unearthing of these raving lunatics many faithful have re-examined their own faith and improved upon it. :-)

I see and feel your innocent love dangling out there, keep up your good work. Sorry I blown your cover! LoL




~ABC said...

I hope everyone has had a beautiful Easter day! :-)

~ABC said...

Oh yeah. Anon @ 4:27 PM and 4:30 PM
Thank you for making it crystal clear what you are NOT doing ;-)

Anonymous said...

He wasn't prosecuted because Christians were considered to be blasphemous and law breakers, killing them was legal, why would he be prosecuted.

Sus said...

I lost my earlier post. I hope I can repeat it.

Wow! Apostle Paul! This is why I come to this blog. You say you don't understand Paul, yet your intriguing opening lines show maybe you do.

Saul caused much suffering and traumatized many. Even as the "new person", Paul, he was given a "thorn in the side" and still made to suffer himself. In today"s language we call it traumatized.

People who are traumatized by violence, be it by witnessing it, experiencing it, perpetrating it, play it out over and over unless they find the means to release it. They suffer in their minds. They set up lives to have the violence played out again.

I believe Paul is the example of this. Even though he had a new name and new outward life, he still suffered inward. He prayed to know him and for resurrection. Resurrection meaning new life. I hardly think he meant outward life here, but within.

Paul teaches we are each to take care of our own connection to God and "be new inside". Let go of the past. Forgive. Live in the now. That is how suffering ends. No matter what goes on around you, your mind can be calm.

Now that I've said all that, remember Paul was the example, so we get to see the work in progress. It's like watching a traumatized depressive find the answer as he writes.

Thank you Peter!
Happy Easter to you and yours.

allikatpurple said...

Yay! another picture of Clancy! He is so cute!

This post seems very relevant to me as i sit here in a psych ward; having been hospitalized because a number of my abusers decided Easter is a great day for assaulting children.
With all of the flashbacks, depression etc, it wasn't safe for me to be at home. The insidious effects of abuse are indeed long lasting, and reach far beyond that which can be articulated. Ironically those who do the abusing pay no such consequences. They just get to keep living their lives, with people believing they are pillars of the community.

I am happy they moved me to a less restricted floor (we get shoes- with laces- and everything!) cuz now i get to catch up on this blog. I was really missing it!

Thank you Peter and Heather for all that you do to help us learn. I hope your Easter was happy.