When something tragic, like the death of a helpless animal happens, we tend to want to blame someone…anyone…and I was no exception. At first, all my anger was reserved for the mother of the boy. How could she let this happen? Why didn’t she listen to her son when he warned her that he wanted to go in? How does she not know that when a 5 year old says he wants to do something…he will…because children are never more honest than they are at 5. How could she be so cavalier about it on her Facebook page right after it happened? What kind of person ends a Facebook post like that with “accidents happen?” She didn’t even mention his name…he was “the Gorilla”. His name…was Harambe. My anger towards this woman frightened me in it’s intensity.
I still have anger for her…even if I don’t hold her entirely responsible anymore..I’m still angry…because I don’t think she feels that bad that Harambe had to die or that responsible for it. I could just tell from her Facebook post…and that still rankles. A little bit more empathy for Harambe… and I might have felt a little differently…may have told her not to blame herself…but she had no need of comfort…because she feels no responsibility. How could you not? I know that I would. If my kid or my moment of inattention had cause something like this….reasonable or not…I don’t know if I could live with myself. She clearly has no problem…and for that…I will continue to hold that woman in contempt.
How about you take even a little responsibility for what happened instead of admonishing US for judging YOU. …well before judgments were even being handed out…you took no responsibility. That’s where the rage comes from…
Should she be charged? No…not because I don’t think she played any part in this…because she did….what makes her a criminal in my mind is that…based on her Facebook posts… her conscience doesn’t seem to be struggling with it…and unfortunately…that’s not a criminal offence…it should be…because if you have no compassion for animals…you are barely hanging on as a human being in my books.
The passage of time has given me a little more perspective than when this first happened but I’m still left with anger at the mother….and that’s why. I understand her being grateful that her son made it out alive and I’m glad he did but please…a little more respect for the life that was lost because of it.