Remember this story: young, beautiful ballerina, student at Syracuse college, murdered during Thanksgiving break, supposedly by her estranged on-again-off-again boyfriend?
If you google her name, you get page after page of newspaper postings from late November.
But what’s happened since? Does anybody know? Does anybody care?
Is our attention span really this short?
I’m just as bad — I was just popping through various months on my blog to read old posts, just curious as to whether there were things I had forgotten about, and THIS WAS ACTUALLY ONE OF THEM.
I’m ashamed of myself.
I can’t help but wonder if the world as a whole paid significant and lasting attention to such atrocities whether there might be fewer of them.
Do we really see each other? Are we looking out for each other? Are we so afraid of violating someone’s privacy or of getting ourselves into “trouble” that we don’t reach out when people need us? Are we so hungry for the latest “dish” that we can’t be bothered to maintain attention, concern, empathy?