A Time of Reflection and Contemplation

In the Boston Globe today there was an article regarding a sex offender freed by a judge and who later perpetrated a violent attack on a female worker at Massachusetts General Hospital. Underlying it are questions about the Fourth Amendment, societal safety, and human nature.

Freed by Judge, sex offender goes after MGH worker

On the Google News page, under the "Spotlight" header, there's a link (and teaser) to an article at Oprah.com. It was written by Susan Klebold, mother of Dylan Klebold. Dylan Klebold was one of the two teens who wreaked such devastation at Columbine High School 10 years ago.

I Will Never Know Why

Maybe somehow related is Part Three of a series called "Held By The Taliban", found at NYTimes.com entitled "You Have Atomic Bombs, But We Have Suicide Bombers".

Held by Taliban, Part Three


I think these are all related. Somehow. I cannot yet articulate the relationship but I strongly feel it is there.

I suspect it may be that we all live inside our own skulls. And we cannot really know what is going on in others' skulls, can we?


Quick update on that computer setup project:

The computer came with no manual. No oddly worded manual explaining what gets plugged where, no warnings about electrical shock, pages of glowing prose about what a great choice I made in purchasing the product, no elaborate step by step procedure. Just a single sheet of glossy paper that said, essentially...

1. Plug it in.
2. Turn it on.
3. Follow the prompts.

...in several languages, including English.

So, not knowing what else to do and knowing where to plug in monitors, keyboards, and mice, I proceeded to move the cables from her old computer to the new one. Step 1 completed.

Then, I turned it on. Step 2 completed.

I followed the prompts (of which there were only a few). Step 3 partially completed. I say "partially" because I still have to get her hooked up to the internet which will require answering a few more prompts which I had deferred.

That's it. It worked. No frustration, no aggravation, no confusion.

How odd.