Today has been a day that has just been off kilter. From the beginning, things felt skewed and wrong. And it didn’t improve.
I’d forgotten (or tried to) that today was the day of final decision for one man. I followed the news about the happenings, with difficulty and disbelief, and then became more ill after hearing the mother of the victim talking. It was ugly. I understand her pain, and I only know the released details of the case on Troy Davis, but her words were just too ugly. Then I watched the police moving in and ready to act against peaceful citizens at Georgia (and at Wall Street). Nothing makes sense anymore. Is this why I’ve been feeling so ill all day? More than just one man is dying today. We all are dying a little more today.
At 11:08 pm PST EST, we let him down. We let ourselves down. Just too sad…
