People so often want to believe they are helping, and much of the time they “help” for reasons that serve themselves….instead if the actual people they were supposed to be helping….and ruin happens instead.
Perhaps people meddle.
Help is actually helpful when humans slow down enough to ask the group they are thinking requires help… sometimes, even much of the time, what people need from us isn’t the same as what we are willing to give.
Not just in the context of this movie, but in daily life.
This movie does an excellent job of looking at a slice of the Human Condition.
Helping / harming?
Guilt / redemption?
Sharing / pushing?
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Some know exactly what this is, to be raised in it as children and have others know about it….and it’s a quiet thing, a shamed silence that happens when police, public workers, teachers, neighbors….they all know.
They all see it.
And the confusion and indecision about what to do.
We know violence has been done and will continue to be done.
How we wished someone would have helped when we were little, small….
The abuse is worse if you, *yourself, get caught “airing dirty laundry” and telling…the telling doesn’t always result in any real help…so please resist the possible knee jerk reaction to “why didn’t the victims/kids say anything….”
If you haven’t been in it, ya just can’t know.
I call and report abuse whenever I see it, whenever I can, and in person at the police department if need be.
How I wish someone would have called for us.
Thank you for who posted this, you know who you are.