My brother is in a skilled nursing facility in hopes of making him capable of coming home to live for a while, till hospice is needed. Seeing him deteriorate...the pain and suffering he's going through...this whole situation has had a profound effect on me. Shown me death is anything but beautiful or kind.
It's not just his situation that's brought me to this thought, but the death of the country I live in thanks to an inhuman beast elected to the highest office in the land. He has made the world reveal she is populated by monsters. Howling beasts. Rabid dogs. Creatures reveling in the pain and suffering of others.
People used to be able to divorce the reality of that from themselves thanks to distance and lack of honest information, but that's no longer possible. Social media has blasted light on all dark corners and proven civilization is based on a flat out lie.
Maybe 1% of the world's population is honestly trying to do good. The rest either love the idea of wreaking havoc on others or else do not give a shit when it happens. Look at how easy it is for some rich pedophiles to keep people from finding out who they are. And how white boys are being excused from rapes because their futures are more important than the girls they damaged.
Rett will have no excuses. He'll be wealthy, successful, good-looking, at an age where his self is formed and his meaning known, with a sense of morals...and he will still deliberately kidnap and rape a man because he wants to. Just to see if he can get away with it.
I'm reminded of how the ending of the French/Dutch version of The Vanishing tore me apart. A man who did a heroic act commits two acts of pure evil and then sits in the garden of his country home, reading a newspaper article about it as his wife and daughters play on what is probably the graves of his victims. And you know he'll do it, again.
That is the world in a nutshell. Hide your evil until you're ready to do it, again.
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