A letter was sent to a grandmother of a young man living with autism, the letter suggested that the family either move or euthanize their child so that the rest of the neighborhood can live in peace.
What the hell kind of world are we living in, in which such an act can go unpunished? As of yet no charges have been placed because it doesn’t qualify as a hate crime though the RCMP are looking into other charges that may be placed.
In the old days and by that I mean like the 13th century children who were born crippled either physically or mentally were tossed away and hidden.
I had grown up with the belief that we had outgrown such horrid behavior. That regardless of your faith children, ALL children are to be taught, loved and protected. That no child is above any other.
This goes past bullying. You whoever you are “Anonymous letter writer” are a disgrace to human kind. You call yourself a mother? I pity your children. There is a special place in hell for people like you.
No child born with autism or otherwise should be “euthanized”.
Over the years I’ve heard people joke that no one would go to war with Canada because we are the nice country. The sad truth is that there is just as much abuse of power in this country as there is anywhere else, I feel that we are just better at hiding it.
Just a few moments ago a friend I love dearly posed the question “When exactly did professional journalism in this country turn into a selective thing?”
My response was “About the same time Freedom of Speech became a crime”. Another good friend once told me “Just because you have a right to say it doesn’t mean you should.”
Growing up my mother always told me to “Think about what you say before you say it, because once its in the universe you can’t ever bring it back”. You can apologize, you can say that you didn’t mean it, you can make all the excuses you want for saying something awful, for putting it in a letter – but once you say something so awful as “kill your child so we can live in peace” you can’t ever take that back. No matter what you do, you will never be able to replace the pain you put into that grandmothers heart.
I don’t know who you are, but as a woman who has lost a child you make me sick. I have to dig down deep and remember that we all have our scars and our issues. That does not however give us the right to project our issues onto other people.
Thats my two cents anyways, if you would like to read the story you can do so here. In te mean time I ask you go and hug your children, tell them that you love them and remind them that the difficulties and differences we have are what make us unique strong and amazingly special.