Thought for the day, 17 November 2022

I could come at from the perspective of a leftie, who looks for structural explanations when shit happens.

Or I could come at it as a research nerd, who knows causation is never some straightforward thing that can be captured in a glib Facebook post.

I could approach it as a person who thinks deeply about ethics - who understands the world is never black and white, and nor should our responses be.

Or I could approach it as a person who understands trauma - and the fact that any move that compounds a child's trauma can only founder.

I could think about it as someone who’s been the victim of crime more times than a person should, but who never cared for the lazy political narratives telling her how she’s meant to feel.

I could look at it as a cynic, who's seen this shit so many times, in its three-year cycles, she's simply got bored.

Or I could view it like a real person, an everyday person, who's ****ed up too, only the colour of her skin caught her before she could fall.

But I will come at it as a mum: one who has raised, anguished over, sometimes failed but always loved her children.

Bootcamps for kids are as useless as they are immoral - unless, of course, your measure of 'success' never had anything to do with public safety, or the wellbeing of children, in the first place.

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