“When I was a kid I was tougher than kids these days!” you say.
“Kids who are being bullied need to learn to defend themselves!” you say.
The kids in Parkland, Florida are pretty damn tough. And they are defending themselves. And for some reason, it sure is pissing you off.
I wonder if it’s because the bully they’re standing up to is you? You’re getting a good hard look at yourself in the mirror, and you don’t fucking like it.
Sucks to be you.
These kids saw their friends die and couldn’t do anything to help them. These kids saw their coaches and their teachers die while trying to protect them and couldn’t do anything to help them either. These kids texted their parents to let them know they loved them because these kids thought they might die in there, too.
These kids are amazing. They are articulate. They are passionate. They are angry.
They are so goddamn angry.
These kids harnessed the power of social media to call out a president and government who are beholden to the special interests that killed their friends and their teachers. They are using the tools at their disposal to call out the people who are standing by and letting it happen. These are the same people who continually cry “THINK OF THE CHILDREN!” but when the children in question cry out “yes, please do think of us”, they are accused of being “crisis actors”.
These kids are survivors and you choose instead to police their language as they express their grief. These kids are survivors who are fighting back and you are angry because they’re not acting the way you believe victims should act. These kids are not “crisis actors”. These kids are not the problem.
You’re the problem. Your lack of empathy and your inhumanity are the problem. Your absolute willingness to defend the indefensible is the problem.
These kids are better than you in every possible way, and I hope, many years from now, you die still mad about it.