Desensitized
When we were about the age of ten we were told we were being desensitized by television cartoons with violence and that our young lives shouldn't be infiltrated with such graphic images of a coyote with jet pack on its back trying to catch and kill a bird faster than the speed of a locomotive. The violence of it all. It must stop. It must end. Our parents should put an end to our Saturday morning cartoons where a rabbit dressed up like a granny dropping everything in the house including a kitchen sink on someone trying to swindle little old ladies out of their money was oppressive to young minds and encouraged them to be violent. It would desensitize us, they said. We would get use to seeing violent images at the expense of our innocence. When we were fifteen they told us we were being desensitized to wars, famines and poverty around the globe. With their negative images and onslaught of oppressions but pay it no mind it's just the world in which we live; and have no...