I answer A to every question. I'm sure there is some room in this world for sympathy for these people, but not from me. I wouldn't cause them any harm as long as they truly didn't do anything to harm my children, or any other children for that matter. They would have to leave my house and I would probably notify all the other parents I knew in the neighborhood or whatever.
I have NO mercy or sympathy for people who harm kids or have fantasies about harming kids. NONE. That's the most I feel comfortable saying on that subject.
But no, this is not something I could tolerate, even if it was just in their head.
I have NO mercy or sympathy for people who harm kids or have fantasies about harming kids. NONE. That's the most I feel comfortable saying on that subject.
But no, this is not something I could tolerate, even if it was just in their head.
“Love is the only bow on Life’s dark cloud. It is the morning and the evening star. It shines upon the babe, and sheds its radiance on the quiet tomb. It is the mother of art, inspirer of poet, patriot and philosopher.
It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
