28 December 2014

ba-Ba ba Dook! Dook! Dook!

If it's in a word or it's in a look, you can't get rid of the Babadook.

"I've never seen a more terrifying film than the Babadook, it will scare the hell out of you". Not my words, they're those of William Friedkin, the director of The Exorcist (1973) - a film that is certain to give you a case of urinary incontinence. The Babadook is a special film, indeed. The psychological thriller is directed by Jennifer Kent - a once apprentice of the interesting insular insane infamous Lars von Trier. The film follows Amelia and her six year old son, Sam. His obsession with monsters and increasingly disruptive behaviour both at home and at school forces her to withdraw him, at least until she can deal with the cause of his issues. As she tucks him in one night, he asks his mother to read him a book. The eerie pop-up is a tale about, you guessed it, the Babadook. This rake-thin, Papa Lazarou-like figure is the worst type of monster to be told a story about. He's what you imagine lurking in the darkest corner of your room at night. He's the reason you have those nightmares in which you can't move a single inch of your body. He's everything you fear, and yet he's so much more than that. He's also who Tim Burton hired for his kid's birthday party. As you can imagine, this doesn't do her boy any good. Sam becomes convinced not only of the Babadook's existence, but of his presence in their home - repeatedly shouting "Don't let it in!" The Babadook himself is an embodiment of the fears that children have, and we see how, and to what end, a mother tries to control not only her son's state of mind, but also her own. That's the distinguishing element. That's what makes it different to clichéd, nightcrawlers such as the Boogeyman, where a thing surfaces in the middle of the night and picks them off one by one for no true purpose. What's most appealing about the Babadook is its focus on the relationship between a mother and her child. Her concern for his welfare is what drives her to the edge of insanity, and what makes you wish for her to drive back. Amelia's journey is a long and arduous one; her initial concern slowly becomes frustration, and then manifests into pure, cold, chilling fear. The additional grief and depression and insomnia is what she must endure to ultimately save her son from his trauma. That is the essence of the film.  It is not dependent on moments that give you that brief cardiac arrest sensation, for there actually exists a message within the plot. The viewer is allowed to envisage whatever his/her imagination conjures. Whatever it is that you think, it will leave you aghast, of that there's no doubt. Ultimately, what you take from and understand of Amelia and Sam's experiences is what will really scare you. There are clues in the film's conclusion that suggest the ending you see isn't necessarily the one you should accept. It comes naturally that this interpretation is far less relieving and far more sinister than its alternative.  

10 December 2014

An absolute freedom of expression?

As John Stuart Mill wrote 
“If all mankind minus one, were of one opinion, and only one person were of the contrary opinion, mankind would be no more justified in
silencing that one person, than he, if he had the power, would be justified in silencing
mankind”.1 It is submitted that everyone should be free to express their thoughts and
opinions through the mediums of verbal and written communication. These methods cover everything from a conversation between two people on the street to the open-access to any and every website online. There ought not to be any restriction of any degree imposed on the citizens of any society in the world. The arguments hence will be in support of this idea of an absolute freedom of expression, and will consider both utilitarian and libertarian approaches in so doing. It should be noted that this absolute right is not argued for the sake of total anarchy or as a matter of mass unleashing of hateful and abusive verbiage. Rather, it is promoted in the sense of allowing opinions of varying natures to be heard freely, and thus inciting change, development,
reconsideration and/or repeal.

The value of freedom of expression has historically been a paramount component in
the advancement of humanity. Any decision that is made on any level, whether
personal or political, has been preceded by fair consideration and acknowledgement
of a wide array of views, no matter how far-fetched or unfavourable they may have
been. It is said therefore that although no decision will ever be approved
unequivocally, a decision made in this way has a greater chance of being a good
decision, compared to one which has not foregone debate or scrutiny. The principle of
utility, as proposed by Jeremy Bentham, would naturally be in favour of this right. He
wrote “By the principle of utility is meant that principle which approves or
disapproves of every action whatsoever, according to the tendency which it appears to
have to augment or diminish the happiness of the party whose interest is in
question…that property in any object, whereby it tends to produce benefit, advantage,
pleasure, good, or happiness, or to prevent the happening of mischief, pain, evil, or
unhappiness to the party whose interest is considered: if that party be the community
in general, then the happiness of the community” 2 adding, “the interest of the
community then is…the sum of the interests of the several members who compose
it.“ 3 An absolute freedom of expression would therefore ultimately lead to the
augmentation of happiness in society, in so far as better decisions being made, which
in the long term are in the greatest interests of the majority.

When this notion enters social, or perhaps practical, realms, it is faced with challenges
that are more deeply problematic. Those against the absolute freedom of expression
would point out the harmful effect it would have, particularly on others’ right to
privacy 4 and right not to be discriminated. 5 It is not submitted that this possibility is
unlikely, and so it is not something that will be disputed. However, this byproduct of
granting the right to absolute freedom of expression is negligible when considered
against the pernicious effect that placing limits on one’s free speech has. Such limits
are widespread, and are more rigorous in certain Middle Eastern countries.
Nations such as Iran label anything on the other side of the ‘line of acceptability’ as: 
unconstitutional, unpatriotic or blasphemous,6 even if what is being expressed would
in Western societies simply constitute somebody’s opinion. This constraint on
people’s expression prevents a fundamental right natural in all of us: the right to
develop ourselves as human beings. As Mill puts it “utility in the largest sense,
grounded on the permanent interests of man as a progressive being serves as his basis
of ethical and political theory”.7

When this all-encompassing virtue 8 is considered on a larger scale, what is revealed
is the development of society as a whole, and so what Bentham and Mill argue to be
of paramount importance is what is prohibited. This being society’s ability to progress
to its fullest capabilities. In doing so, it must allow all views to be expressed and
challenged fairly; otherwise pernicious ideas will fester instead of every being
defeated entirely.9 It may be said that a common factor in countries that restrict
expression to such a degree is that they are not democratic, despite them posing as
such. In reality, they are more likely to have totalitarian or dictatorial regimes, which,
like Iran, fool their people into believing that their ‘freedom’ to vote has a bearing on
the end result.10

Conversely, a democratic state may prima facie allow its citizens a much wider scope
of freedom of expression, but there remains a restriction. Considering the previously
mentioned conflict between rights, you or I cannot for example be free to make a joke
about blowing up an airport 11, shout “Fire” in a cinema theatre 12, or write a blog
about how ‘notoriously hideous’ someone is.13 These examples highlight that in a
democracy such as the United Kingdom, there too exists a restriction on expression.
When the general rules of civility and human decency are considered, It would be
unjust to say that all of the above examples are completely acceptable, but the more
important issue at hand boils down to the question of ‘what next’?
It is submitted that once there is a restriction on what is allowed to be said then that
society’s rulers will incrementally grow fonder of the idea of controlling people’s
thoughts, and ultimately lead their people to a dawn of ultra political correctness, ultra
sensitivity to the rights of others, and essentially a society in which people will be
programmed, much like robots, to take from life only what they are commanded to,
leaving them with no ability to criticise, analyse, or discuss these dogmas.
This renders them incapable of progression because they have had ingrained in them,
as generations move on, a mentality which inhibits them from thinking for
themselves. As Benedict de Spinoza once wrote, “the most tyrannical governments
are those which make crimes of opinions, for everyone has an inalienable right over
his thoughts”.14 This notion is something to be avoided at all costs, and if that means
holding an unpopular view then so be it.

It must be said that there is a naturally negative view of disagreement in any sense of
the word. This should not be the case. What an absolute freedom of expression will
enable is opportunity to have a completely open dialogue about absolutely anything.
We would be able to discuss intimately the issues surrounding sensitive and
contentious topics such as religion, race and sex, without fear of authoritative
admonishment or punishment. It would enable us to step out of our comfort zone
when the interests of justice so require.

Further, if everyone is coerced into believing something that is untrue to be true then
this ‘faux-truth’ is a deprivation of an accurate and honest view of the world.
Concurrently, it should never be assumed that something widely regarded as true
actually is true 15, or that it will always be true 16. As John Stuart Mill argues “The
opinion which it is attempted to suppress by authority may possibly be true. Those
who desire to suppress it, of course deny its truth; but they are not infallible. They
have no authority to decide the question for all mankind, and exclude every other
person from the means of judging. To refuse a hearing to an opinion, because they are
sure that it is false, is to assume that their certainty is the same thing as absolute
certainty. All silencing of discussion is an assumption of infallibility”.17 This coercion
may be done through the fear of punishment, or, more worryingly, the degeneration
over time of one’s mind, namely its inquisitive and analytical faculties. It follows that
even though we ought to be free to say anything at all, that does not mean that we
should or would. Principles of civility, our innate ability to know right from wrong 18,
and simple common sense naturally prevent us from saying things that appear unfair,
unreasonable or purely hateful in character.19

From this notion, some libertarians would argue that via the process of selfownership,
one has a right to say anything he so choses. As Robert Nozick wrote
“Individuals have rights, and there are things no person or group may do to them
(without violating their rights). So strong and far-reaching are these rights that they
raise the question of what, if anything, the state and its officials may do. How much
room do individual rights leave for the state?” 20 For Nozick, freedom of expression
constitutes one of the inviolable rights we possess as humans. However, there may be
laws prohibiting this on only the most exceptional of grounds, namely ‘protection
against force, theft, fraud, enforcement of contracts…” This position, bearing the
qualification is does, appears to fall short of absolute freedom of expression, yet it
remains much closer to it than is prohibited in certain civilised European nations.21

Furthermore, one may view this right in an alternative light. Murray Rothbard found it
appropriate to consider human rights including that of freedom of expression as
property rights “Freedom of speech is supposed to mean the right of everyone to say
whatever he likes. But the neglected question is: Where? Where does a man have this
right? He certainly does not have it on property on which he is trespassing…he has
this right only either on his own property or on the property of someone who has
agreed…to allow him on the premises…there is no such thing as a separate “right to
free speech”; there is only a man’s property right: the right to do as he wills”.22 Again,
this position does not reconcile completely with the absolute right but goes further
still in advancing the right to complete expression. Rothbard makes the analogy of a
person not necessarily having complete freedom of speech on another’s property, but
rather a right to hire a hall and address people who wish to enter, or the right to
publish his writings and distribute them to whoever is willing to accept it.23 Under
these examples, an absolute freedom of expression appears to have been achieved.

In conclusion, it appears as though the idea of an absolute freedom of expression is
problematic when considered in practical terms. One must consider the possible
conflict it would have with other people’s fundamental rights, and, as such, it
becomes increasingly difficult to reconcile the two. If the idea is evaluated with the
concession that the rights of others will be affected, but in sacrifice of the greater
importance of absolute freedom of expression then a strong argument can be made.
Both the utilitarian and libertarian stances suggest that a claim can indeed be made for
the removal of all restrictions on expression, yet the latter philosophical stance cannot
be said to be in full support, as the essential property rights of others cannot be
ignored. What has always been a controversial area will continue to be so, and what
can be said for certain is that although an absolute freedom does not exist, countries
with much higher levels of tolerance ought to be grateful, for when they compare their
rights to that of countries where speech is heavily restricted, only an ocean of
disparity can be said to exist. As the late Christopher Hitchens once wrote “we may
differ on many things, but what we respect is free inquiry, open-mindedness, and the
pursuit of ideas for their own sake.” 24

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1. Mill, 1859, p.33
2. Bentham, 1780, p.2
3. Bentham, 1780, p.3
4. ECHR, Art.8
5. ECHR, Pro.12
6. Human Rights Watch, 2014
7. Mill, 1859, p.24
8. Containing others such as wisdom, fortitude, justice and perseverance.
9. Joyce, 2007
10. Tavana, 2013
11. s127 Communications Act 2003; see also Chambers v DPP [2012] EWHC 2157
12. R v Martin (1881) 8 QBD 54
13. Albeit someone whose livelihood is dependent on their looks; see Berkoff v Burchill [1996] 4 All ER 1008
14. de Spinoza, 1883
15. Proof that the world is spherical and not flat; see Ferdinand Magellan’s Voyage Round the World, 1519-1522
16. A once accepted practice/social norm now deemed abhorrent; see Slavery Abolition Act 1833
17. Mill, 1859, p.34
18. Bloom, 2011, p.187; Hitchens, 2007, p.520
19. For example, if x considers y to be to most unattractive, ogre-like woman she has ever seen, it does not automatically follow that she will shout in y’s face with disgust and hatred. It would not even follow that x would quietly whisper in her ear how ugly she is. Things that x will have borne in mind after reaching the conclusion that y is ugly may include: the impact it would have on y, the obvious malicious nature of such a statement, and perhaps even why she would seek to inform y of her view in any case. Thus, x most probably would refrain from saying anything at all, but if, after having considered all of the aforementioned factors, she concludes that she wishes to say it anyway then she must be free to do so without punishment.
20. Nozick, 1974, p.ix
21. ECHR, Art.10
22. Rothbard, 1982, p.190
23. Rothbard, 1982, p.191
24. Hitchens, 2007, p.18

26 September 2014

Highlighting Sexual Harassment by committing Sexual Harassment

No, that's not an elephant seal, it's Sam Pepper.
Who, you ask? Well, until he posted a video of himself sexually harassing women, I had no idea either.

This 25 year old fussock is apparently well known on Youtube, Vine, and from his days on Big Brother. He posts, among other things, videos of him: kissing random girls on the street, drugging his friend and tying him to a pipe (Saw-esque), asking people their sexual fetishes, and picking up attempting to pick up 'cougars'.

Nice guy, right?

A few days ago he uploaded a video on his Youtube account, titled 'Fake Hand Ass Pinch Prank', which showed him engaging in conversation with young women and pinching their bottoms as soon as they looked away for a second. What added to his creative genius, or so he must have thought, is that he hid his real hand and slipped it back under his over-sized hoodie after committing the act - leaving the victims perplexed. Feigning perplexity himself.

This guy has around 2.5 million subscribers who, for one reason or another, depend upon him for their daily dose of comedy. If he had a shred of integrity or intelligence, I would mention the obligation he has, not only as powerful online personality, but also as a human being, to not exploit defenceless individuals for comedic purposes. But that really goes without saying. I've no doubt a small portion of his mindless followers will go out and pull their own versions of this 'prank' because they will be of the same mind*.

This video typifies the mentality which many people seeking attention and fame and publicity possess. So long as I do something outrageous, I'm bound to get x amount of views and y number of subscribers/followers. Now, this is assuming that people who make videos like this know what they're doing is incredibly stupid and incredibly immoral, but in Sam Pepper's case, I don't think he considered the backlash he was about the be on the end of.



The video was taken down a day after it was posted, but that didn't stop plenty of people voicing their opinions on Twitter.





Some more salient than others


Twitter, Facebook, and just about every other social media outlet imploded with disparagement. The video was finally removed after the Youtube CEO glanced over at her screen to see that a quarter of the Earth's population had reported some guy called Sam Pepper for sexual harassment. That - she must have thought - met the quota required for violating one of the 'terms of service'. One click, and the video was removed. Now she could continue thinking about whether she had enough money to buy Mitt Romney's affection.

That last part is untrue.

I digress.

So then after all of this, he uploads some other video of the same thing being done to a man, as if that would make it OK. That video was also taken down, and so Sam took to Facebook to deliver a wonderful, totally unprompted, completely genuine apology. Actually, he didn't do that.

Unbelievable.

Instead, he made some ridiculous 'concessions'. He mentions that the whole thing was staged, and that the purpose of the videos was to "highlight the difference between abuse towards men and women".

Yeah.

He then realised he was The Riddler, and began tweeting indecipherable messages:
I've no idea what that means.

Anyway, the point I'm getting at is this behaviour is not funny. It's actually rather unfunny, verging on disgusting. It's immoral, and I hope this incident, although possibly besmirching his image beyond repair, has at least made him reflect on himself. Right now, though, whenever anyone sees, reads, or hears about him, they will only think of this latest attention-seeking stunt - at least until he issues an honest apology for his actions.

What good has come from this ordeal can be found by the public's reaction to it. Of course, there are people out there who see nothing wrong with this 'prank', but that's today's society displaying its unbridled honesty. To read the vast majority of people take issue with this video is a show of that innate human solidarity I wrote of a couple of blog posts back. No one, regardless of race, religion, gender, or sexuality, should have to feel victimised, let alone as they're walking down the street in the middle of the day, and certainly not for the purposes of some moron trying to make people laugh on the internet. We're worth more than that.

*The mind of one who holds a cavalier and childish opinion with respect to a serious issue.


22 September 2014

A Waste of 91 Minutes.


I spent the final stages of this evening watching a film called The Resident. A few minutes before midnight, BBC One implored me - and all other poor souls watching at that time - to stay with them to watch a thriller featuring Christopher Lee and Hilary Swank.  I should state right off the bat that Christopher Lee has around 2 minutes of screen-time throughout the entire film, and in no way significant either. So that was a touch deceiving. Nevertheless, I was unaware at the time and foolishly decided against switching channels.

We start off with Juliet Devereau, a recently divorced surgeon looking for a new apartment. She goes to view a place which turns out not only having a magnificent view of what I assume is Brooklyn Bridge, but also incredibly cheap rent for a place of that size.

"It's thirty-eight"
"Thousand?"
"Hundred"

That's the voice of the landlord, Max. He has that middle-aged, single, nice-guy look about him, but appears slightly reserved from the outset. After a few seconds I thought to myself 'wow, Javier Bardem has really cracked that authentic American sound, I can't remember him being this good'. I was so taken aback that I quickly popped IMDB open on my iPhone and realised, much to my dismay, that the role of Max was in fact played by Jeffrey Dean Morgan. Easy mistake to make.

He informs her of the lack of telephone reception and gives her the key, before even checking any references or whatever it is that a prudent landlord is supposed to do.

We fleetingly see Christopher Lee's character (Max's grandfather) in the next few scenes and immediately realise his purpose in the story. He's the creepy old-guy down the hall. That's it. Nothing more, nothing less. Juliet spends her first few nights in the apartment and we're shown a stalking figure lurking in the shadows on each occasion.

Who could it possibly be?

It doesn't take an astute film-critic to acknowledge that there are only two suspects, and bearing in mind what I said about Christopher Lee 1 minute ago you can perhaps figure out who it is.

We switch back and forth between Juliet at work and Juliet at home. Then we mix it up with Juliet at a social event. It's there that Max 'bumps' into her, and having known him for the best part of 5 minutes, she asks him to walk her home. Cue the guy-walks-girl-back-to-her-apartment scene which culminates, surprisingly, in Max rejecting her advances.

It's around this time that we see Max spying through what seems like a million and one different peep holes scattered creatively around the apartment. Unbeknownst to Juliet, Max is watching her every move.

There's another moment when the two are about to become intimate, and, this time, do. Until, that is, she stops because he's not Jack (her ex) and it feels 'awkward'. He goes into meltdown mode and ends up killing his grandfather for absolutely no reason.

From there, we see Max following Juliet and Jack everywhere they go. His perfect storm of jealousy and rejection cause him to ambush Jack and take his voyeuristic tendencies to the next level.

Max spikes the wine she has each night before sleeping and waits for the effects. He then does the typical creepy-guy thing of smelling her, playing with her hair, and watching her sleep. She wakes up the next morning feeling like someone who has had their wine spiked. Eventually, she becomes suspicious of the late-night creaks coming from the other room and takes steps to install a hidden camera in her bedroom.

The next night, Max enters her bedroom once again but this time with the intention of taking things further. By this stage, Max has the look of a man who's escaped a mental hospital, but returns a couple of hours later because he was always told to 'be home before it gets dark'. He pulls her limp torso up and hugs her, but, as he does, she briefly regains consciousness and catches a blurred glimpse of his face. He panics and injects a needle in the end of her toe before making a quick escape.

Juliet once again wakes up feeling terrible and hurries to get dressed for work. She notices a needle cap on the floor by her bed and takes it into work for analysis. Meanwhile, a battered and broken Jack sends her a text telling her that he'll be ready with a cooked meal when she gets back from work.

Juliet returns from work but Jack isn't there. His shopping is there. His jacket is there. But he's not. She had left him a message as soon as she had found out that there was something seriously suspicious going on in that apartment.

  • An apartment with only one neighbour. 
  • An apartment which has surprisingly cheap rent considering the location/view.
  • An apartment which makes strange noises at night, every night. 
  • An apartment which dramatically increases her body's level of Demerol. 



But who was to know?

She checks her computer to see the new recordings and is left in shock upon witnessing what was being done to her as she slept. Max conveniently enters and cracks open a bottle of wine. She doesn't immediately let on that she knows about him sexually abusing her, but Max - being the professional pervert that he is - already knows that she knows.

The final 15 minutes of the film consist entirely of a cat and mouse game wherein Juliet stabs Max, Max stabs Juliet, Juliet shoots Max with a nail gun, Max punches Juliet, Juliet sneaks up on Max and shoots him a whole lot more with that nail gun. Max pretends to be dead but does that final jump up, clichéd 'aaghhhh' scream before Juliet shoots him once more in the head.

Max dies.

Juliet leaves.

That's it.

30 August 2014

Compassion


Just under three weeks ago, on August 12, the world was stunned with the news that Robin Williams had taken his own life in his Paradise Cay home. Like many others, this left me in disbelief. How could it be that a person who - as endlessly described by his friends, family and fellow actors - was so compassionate, loving, and full of life, could end his own? The answer will never truly be known but there have been suggestions linking to depression, Parkinson's disease, and the threat of bankruptcy. The reason, to me, is irrelevant. Whatever it was, it caused him to commit an act which left his wife without a husband, his children without a father, and millions of fans without a hero to revere. You may think that it was a selfish act. Perhaps even a thought worthy of fierce admonishment. If so, I cannot say that I'm of the same mind, but I'm not going to begrudge you the state of yours. A suicidal person is, in my honest belief, one who is in a state of extreme mental anguish. The obvious response to anguish is anything to make it stop. It is not only an obvious response, but also the natural one. Regardless, it's a topic which has been, and forever will be, debated, so it's not something I'm going to focus on.

What I do, however, wish to focus on is one of Robin's films, Jack.

If you are not familiar with the story, allow me to give a description.

Robin plays a boy with Werner syndrome, a condition which causes him to age at four times the rate of 'normal' children. By the time he reaches the age of 10, although he speaks, thinks and acts like a boy of his age, his physical appearance reflects that of a fully developed 40-year-old man. His home-schooling tutor suggests that Jack make the transition to state school, and so his life as an 'ordinary' child begins. The film follows his journey from this point until his graduation many years later, covering the difficulties he faced along the way.

This is a film I watched repeatedly when I was much younger, and again following his death. It's one of the few films that triggers a deep sense of happiness within me. The reason being that the theme throughout is one of compassion. From Jack's parents. From his classmates. From his teacher.

His first few days at school are difficult for him. He is not used to being around children, much less children who continually stare and ogle and make fun of what they deem to be someone who ''looks like my dad''. Although Jack's inclusion leaves the children in a quandary, he soon becomes accepted following a game of basketball in which he makes full use of his considerable height advantage. Thereafter, his relationship with the boys slowly blossoms and leads to tree-house sleepovers, the purchase of adult magazines, and him posing as the principle in order to get one of them out of trouble. Most importantly, it gives Jack a sense of belonging.

His confidence gradually grows and he asks his teacher to be his date at the school prom, citing obvious differences between himself and girls his age as the reason. Touched, but remaining professional, she politely tells him why it cannot be. Jack's feeling of rejection manifests into one of devastation, causing him to suffer great strain to what is already a frail heart, crushing all confidence and resulting in his parents withdrawing him from school indefinitely.

For a few weeks, Jack remains locked away in his bedroom. Feeling shamed by his teacher. Distant from his friends. Embarrassed of his condition. Wishing only that he was like everyone else. During this time, he constantly hears shouts of "JACK'S MOM, CAN JACK COME OUT AND PLAY?", but remains hidden behind his curtains.

Jack's tutor is called upon as a last resort in an attempt to circumvent his state of mind. Their dialogue is brief, yet captures the essence of the story beautifully.


Jack:              You can't quit!

Woodruff:   I don't consider myself quitting. 
                        I consider myself losing a student.
                        Do you know why I like to teach children, Jack? 
                        So I don't get so wrapped up in being an adult. 
                        So I can remember that there are other things that are important in life; 
                        like riding a bike, playing in a tree house...
                        You, my friend, were my most special student. 
                        You were a shooting star amongst ordinary stars.
                        Have you ever seen a shooting star? It's wonderful. 
                        It passes quickly, but when it's here it lights up the whole sky. 
                        It's the most beautiful thing you'd ever want to see.
                        So beautiful that the other stars stop and watch.
                        You almost never see one. They're quite rare.
                        But I saw one...I did.

Jack:               I just want to be a regular star.

Woodruff:    Jack, you'll never be regular, you're spectacular. 

The next morning, as his parents are sipping their coffee and reading the Wall Street Journal, Jack surprises them. He appears, clean-shaven, with a radiant smile as he asks if it would be okay to return to school. When he arrives at class, everyone - including his teacher - is overjoyed. One of his friends is reading a homework assignment aloud to the class. The task given was to write what they want to be when they are older, but Jack's friend gives a heartfelt speech about Jack himself, the person who he wishes to be like when he grows up.

The story concludes with a seven-year fast-forward to the graduation ceremony.

Jack's appearance is now similar to that of a man in his late sixties. He's very weak and softly spoken, but delivers a moving speech to his peers, reminding them that life is short and encourages them to "Make your life spectacular".                                                      

I urge you to watch this film for yourselves, and not merely rely on my few paragraphs of summation to convey what I think is a remarkably important message embedded in the narrative. It captures perfectly the innate, good nature of human beings. In this case, predominantly that of children.

The children in this story wasted no time picking on the grown man in the corner of the playground, yet they soon realised that he was one of them. They changed their opinion of him from 'freak' to 'best friend', only by spending time with him. The importance of this is that it transcended Jack's lonely, ignominious life into a life filled with hope, love, and friendship. Of course, there are times when we, ourselves, are quick to judge. Of course, there are times when we form harsh opinions and unfair criticisms based on gut-reactions alone. Of course, many of us on occasion suffer from ignorance. Yet, there is something within every single one of us which assists in distinguishing right from wrong. It allows us to be kind and considerate. It paves the way for Compassion.

For one reason or another, some of us simply don't adhere to this innate kindness consistently, or at all. Some actively eschew it. And it may well stem from our childhood. It may be some extraneous influence that shapes our reactions to people. Whatever it may be, very rarely will you be in a position, so far removed, so as to not be able to do anything about it. Understanding how fragile one's life is, yet how easily you can change another's with simple acts of kindness is a great step forward in our developments. Each of us has this power to exercise, so why don't we do it more often? If you are quick to form a negative opinion regarding anyone or anything, immediately ask yourselves why? Why is it that I think that? It is really necessary to think that? Will there be any difference if I don't think that? Would it be fairer to wait a little longer to see if there's anything to suggest thinking that would be unreasonable? In any case, we must be willing to accept others. We must understand our differences. We must teach first, ourselves, and second, others, the importance of human solidarity. To not do so would be a severe mistake.

I would like to end with a passage from one of my favourite books, which also relates the notion that we are all connected.


Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.