During the ten minutes that I ate my breakfast cereal this morning, I read three articles in the Boston Globe and in doing so got snapshots of four young people between the ages of 17 and 22. One of them is currently being held without bail on a charge of first degree murder. Another is wanted as his accomplice in the crime. The third was also in court yesterday, there to make some statement for the record regarding her role in a now infamous prostitution ring. And the fourth, a young woman on an academic scholarship and president of the student body of one of the best universities in our country, is dead.
I am not so cruel and heartless – nor naive – to not acknowledge that some of us are blessed by circumstances that result in our traveling very different paths in life, but the fact of four lost lives that comes through in these stories is a picture of our culture and society filled with shame.