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Friday May 25, 2007
Sick
I retired last night somewhat distressed after George pointed out a nasty story in our local paper. It seems some charmer has kicked one of the swans on the Mere Pond to death - and then incredibly sent a film of it around on their mobile phones. At first I thought "well you can't be sentimental - nasty stuff happens, birds die". However, I think when it said "it was the female" (and the male had been taken to a sanctuary for protection) - that really personalised it. A year ago I wrote about the Mere Pond, where I had taken a walk and seen the lovely site of a pile of cygnets in a little heap right by the side of the road. It was our swan - not just a swan.
I am sad but I am very angry. Not just anger at the person or the act, but angry that in beautiful leafy Surrey, haven of the well-heeled middle classes, that we could have managed to bring up someone who actually wanted to do such a useless destructive thing. I know there is much worse violence in the world, but this almost ridiculous episode makes me feel even more hopeless for humanity.
Posted by Christina at 7:28 AM. Category: Oddments and stray thoughts
Comments
Oh how sad. I agree that it's so distressing that some psycopath would want to do something so pointlessly violent. A year or so ago someone here killed a load of ducks - and again, it seemed so random and extremely violent. It's scary to think that we are living among people like that.
Posted by: Alison on May 27, 2007 3:34 PM
