For me it is a disservice. I can’t talk for others but hate and finding offence where there is none helps me not. It does not change things.
Having been at work the last few days, I’ve only just managed to watch a few clips.
And looking at his children, all moist eyed and speaking so lovingly of their dad, tells me all I need to know. And when it has been echoed by strangers it must be a comfort. More so when they are living their worst days in the public eye. And being gracious enough to share their love and sorrow with those who also feel their sadness.
A woman has lost her husband of so many years. Children and grandchildren are grieving. And yet still the nastiness and accusations continue.
How many would like strangers to say things about their family or loved ones in the same circumstances?
Accusations fly easily. It just serves to inflame the hatred. It is a shame that compassion and tolerance don’t come easier for some.
And for the one or two who may know or remember the battles I’ve fought on here about this, you know how I feel.
I have no time for the modern witchfinders.
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