By this time tomorrow, if all goes according to plan, I'll be less than an hour from home, on the verge of bringing to an end my longest separation from my family ever. It's just a foretaste of things to come, though, because it looks as though my next sojourn in the Home Counties is going to be for three weeks, eclipsing the two week stint that's just about to come to an end. Still, I've got my six days off in between to look forward to, so I'd best not spoil the better times by fretting about the next uncongenial bit.
My work colleagues managed to spoil my mood again this evening, this time in a more despairing, heartsick way than the anger I felt last week. There has been plenty of talk, unsurprisingly, of the demise of Bin Laden over the past couple of days, and that led on this occasion to discussion of various videos people claim to have watched online depicting people dying in various violent circumstances, with a seeming acceptance from everyone there, except me, that watching such things is completely unobjectionable. My thought, which, needless to say, I had to keep to myself, was that if it's perfectly acceptable to see people dying horribly, why would I be thrown in jail for years if I was caught watching a video of a boy having an orgasm (not that I have, I hasten to add - for all the internet is supposed to be awash with child pornography, I've never seen any, nor would I seek any out). It seems that some forms of dehumanisation are more equal than others.
Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
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