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Police say they shot and killed both suspects at the scene


Who’s responsible?

By Felina Silver Robinson

Yesterday shortly after losing his job at Vaughan Foods plant in Oklahoma City, Alton Nolen headed over to the human resources section of the administrative building and took it upon himself to behead Colleen Hufford. He then proceeded to stab Traci Johnson multiple times at which time he was shot by Mark Vaughan, who is a reserve sheriff’s deputy and the company’s chief operating officer.

It was initially said that this beheading may have been inspired by the media’s communication of the ISIS incidents. Nolen is a Muslim convert and like many other muslims has been working to convert others to Islam. While this may be true no one can assume that any of his actions are at all related to ISIS or any other threats currently out there. It seems that the FBI and other key officials are doing a great job in trying to figure out exactly what the true motive was behind all this, aside from the obvious firing moments before the gruesome attack.

I hate pointing fingers, but I have to say that while it is important to keep readers informed of what is going on in the world, it often feels like the more violent something is, the more the media shows you all the details. If every station out there is repeatedly televising, posting, and reporting the same gorey details of the most violent acts, of course its going to condition others and set in place the reasoning to motivate them to start their own trail of violence. Most often, the acts mirror the events they’ve seen and heard about, minus the ransom or televised threats.

If there were regulations in place that limited the number of televised occasions by each news station, maybe it would be harder to plant the seed. There is not much that can be done about the internet, because people search for what they are interested in. TV is somewhat easier to control. Let’s not kid ourselves though, the world has a large number of people with devastating mental health issues of which many are not even being treated for whether it be due to a lack of insurance coverage, money problems or maybe even accessibility. We don’t know, but when we know we have the power to control some part of what’s going on, we must work to do our best to prevent events such as the beheading of innocent bystanders, rapes, arson, robbery and the like.

It might be hard to hear, but we as a society have nurtured criminals by giving them access to the tools and ideas to commit the crimes they commit. Then, despite our best efforts to put them away for their sins in many cases, the guilty go free, while their victims live a lifetime of pain and often end up becoming criminals seeking revenge on their attackers.

It’s time to take notice of what’s really happening and what role the Media and others are playing in what happens and how it happens.


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.My Poem of the Day

(09/11/14)

I’ll Sure Never Forget “9/11″©

I rose out of bed like any other morning

Kissed my children

Hugged my husband

And

Went on my merry way

The train ride was quiet and quick

The sun had already lit up the morning sky

The smell of exhaust fumes mixed with cigarettes

perfumed the Boston air

I effortlessly pushed my way through the revolving door

at 711 Washington St

Greeted my good old friend Todd

Took my slow ride up to the 13th floor

And of course was the first to arrive

Walked the floors turning on all the lights

Unlocking all the doors

Checked my morning emails

Slowly all the voices started to fill the air

One by one

They were all suddenly just there

In the back lab with six ft glass windows

While sending a fax

I was frightened by the site

of a large jet plane seemingly peering into our window

Scared and uncertain about what to do

I took my Fax and ran back to my desk

The roaring of the plain still vibrating my ears

My heart pounding quickly inside of my chest

I spy everyone gathered round the tv

Just finding out that the twin towers had been hit

They stood watching as it was burning

I couldn’t bear to look at the buildings I had once entered

As their memory stood slowly swindling

Some angry men

Again mad at Americans

Took countless lives

Young, Old

Men, Women,and Children

No Rhyme

No Reason

Just for their pleasing

My kids were fearing my safety

Working for the government in a federal funded building

Pregnant and not with them

They couldn’t stop crying

Till I was able to leave

But with no elevator access and no public transportation

So at two months pregnant

With baggage on both shoulders

Hot and sticky

I started on my way to Brookline Village

It took some time

But I didn’t care

My mind was just stirring

Wishing for the safety of my family

My cellphone was no longer getting a working signal

So I knew nothing of what was occurring

but could see and hear overhead all the planes circling overhead for our protection

After and hour and a half of walking, sweating, panting and ducking

I made it home to the safety of my children

They were just as glad to see me as I was to see them

I didn’t need to say a word

My girls got me a bucket to soak my feet

My son got me a cold glass of water

While my husband wiped more forehead with a cool bath cloth

The TV was on in the background

Showing how the twin towers no longer existed

The casualties list was being run on the screen

We all just sat back unable to understand all that was behind it

We all had the next few days off which was for the best

Because my thoughts were just not making sense

Here we all are thirteen years later

Now worried about another potential threat

Hoping to extinguish all new acts before anyone else gets hurt

We shall never forget September 11, 2001

Our hearts and our prayers still go out

To all those affected

Copyright 2014

I’ll Sure Never Forget “9/11″©

Felina Silver Robinson


My Poem of the Day

(09/10/11)

Let There Be Peace©

13 Years have come and gone

New threats have sprouted

Old ones are still growing

ISIS

Militant Groups

American Beheadings

These are not things

Peace and Partnerships

Are made of

Mothers and children are being

Beaten, Assaulted and Murdered

Men are killed,

Tossed aside

And forgotten

Where do we go from here

Each side feels

Betrayed

Unheard

And

Disrespected

And want to be feared

Fear has risen

in all who cares

Loved ones hope and pray for peace

Men prepare to fight again

To continue to fight for their freedom and their beliefs

Others push forward to remember those taken from us

On that sad and gloomy day

13th years ago tomorrow

Has there been no lessons learned

Must we really go back

To what was

Instead of moving on

Is peace so hard to accept

And hold on to

We should face the truth in all that we do

What happens now is on all of us

We must change the path of the road ahead

Take a stance and try to begin again

Take the anger and revenge out of our actions

Work is the only way to make this work

But both sides must commit to the effort

No sitting back waiting for the others lead

If only you could close your eyes

Count to three

And just stop fighting

Then and only then would or

Could we “Let there be peace”

Copyright 2014

Let There Be Peace©

Felina Silver Robinson


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