busy day for

cotyboy---with three sessions, and then the play Porto, tonight (and don't forget to pick up your laundry around 5) after 4 hectic days at Friends. Those days also included the middle school play (Animal Farm, very well produced by my friend Shayna) a basketball elimination game against Saint Ann's that Friends won, and a speech about the horrors that migrants, trying to enter the US illegally from countries where they are in danger, are facing. The last was a long and really horrifying speech in which the guest speaker spoke of the tenacity of some of the child migrants and also of her own attempt to mirror them by going on the same trains that they did. Some really good stories, about poor people in Mexico with very little of their own, who then give what they can to the train riders, and another about an organization in Guatamala that cut down crime and made streets safe in a very dangerous neighborhood. but the speaker constantly emphasized the bloodshed and horrors that the migrants or just normal citizens face in Central American countries.
I left feeling helpless and without much hope. I could compare my "safe" life to the lives of those on the run. The "safe" life is simply normal to me. But I also was overwhelmed by the speaker's constant statements about the violence in those countries. Could she have put in about a quarter less facts and made her statements just as pertinent? What a horror! How are people trained to hurt and kill other people,? This is what we are up against. Will it ever end?  What can compassionate people do to help?  I think all one can do is to go to web sites that represent organizations trying to make the life experience better there, and perhaps make a small contribution. It is very little, but perhaps it will help.
Not much else to say. Tomorrow is totally open. I should catch up on a movie, and maybe visit South fourth, where I have not been for a long time. At any rate, will report soon,