It's been said that "home is where the heart is." I'd like to think this is true. You may travel far and wide, you may not even go back to where you came from, but somewhere inside you is a longing for home. Maybe at the moment of truth, when your entire existence flashes before you, I'll bet it would be mostly images of your childhood in your home sweet home.
But, more importantly, the "home is the cradle of human civilization", it is where the human person is nurtured, cared for and made to feel love and value as a human being. When the homes got messed- up at the start, the end result would be a messed-up society of individuals. It is simply cause and effect. The violence you experience in the streets and all anti-social acts aimed at making human life miserable in general traced their roots in the homes. Those responsible for making them a place of love, care and respect just made a mess. A crime is simply an act of releasing pent up anger, and the anger is an anger at being deprived of what one ought to have had. A criminal act is thus, an act of getting even. In many ways, the criminal is still a child hungering for what it had not experienced: attention. Now, the criminal is getting all the attention he can get.
Saturday, May 28, 2005
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