I’m still shaking my head at this story. Now I come from a time when there was an occasional food fight. Someone would fling mashed potatoes across the cafeteria, then rolls would come flying, and it went on for a few minutes until the cafeteria monitor put an end to it.
In this food fight in Minnesota, kids picked up plates and glasses and hurled them, and chairs were also thrown, and blood was flowing and eventually police had to break it up with mace.
What the hell is happening to our society? Do you see the difference? Forty or fifty years ago it would have never dawned on a high school kid to hurl a plate, and if they actually hit someone and blood flowed, the “food fight” would have stopped immediately and people would have been ashamed. The food fights of old were just blowing off steam events meant to have fun.
I am so tired of these events happening each week. When will it change? Is it any wonder that my dream is to move out in the country, drop off the grid, and have very little to do with civilization? It’s craziness out there and it is out of control and I want nothing to do with it any longer.
And yet I write about social change, and how we are each responsible for doing our part to end this craziness.
So what do I do?
I’ll be pondering that question all weekend. J