Thursday, April 12, 2007

I Wonder What Her Dreams Were?

This was the catalyst to untying the knot in my throat
A woman who was found dead in the desert near a Southeast Side gas station Monday was an illegal entrant from Mexico, police said Wednesday.

A cause of death has yet to be determined for the woman, although Tucson police say no obvious signs of physical trauma were found during the autopsy.

I know I shouldn't do it, because every.single.time I do, I'm instantly transported to a dark place en mi mente, but I mucked my way through the comment section at the Tucson Citizen anyways regarding this latest tragedy.

How can one signal the buzzards to circle while I ponder what this woman's dreams were? or who her family is that has yet to receive the horrendous news?

How can a death be met with such callousness that wouldn't be reserved for the mangiest family pet?

How are we to bring about a brighter world when hate rots the air like the area around Silverbell and El Camino del Cerro here in Tucson?

A discussion has been ensuing over the past week on the effects of hate speech. Aside from the regular bigotry that permeates the land, the shock jocks and dittoheads also hold responsibility for the ongoing dehumanization of (perceived) enemies whether it is based on race, gender, sexual orientation, or the plot of land they happened to be born.

To hold this conversation within the confines of the web would do a disservice to the victims of whatever ire the "mainstream" has decided to bloat itself with today or any day. We must branch out to our spheres of influence and begin reclaiming ground that has been lost or conquered.

It is the only way to redirect our attention to the dreams of our brothers and sisters instead of their criminality. Especially when their corpses continue to appear, wielding mirrors at the finger-pointers when the culpability is being sought.

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