What a funny past few days it’s been. I don’t mean funny in the humorous sense of the word. I mean it’s been unsettling, confusing, and rather trying, actually.

What a funny time it’s been. I don’t mean funny in the humorous sense of the word. I mean it’s been unsettling, confusing and rather trying.


It seems more and more, situations happen in the world that make me question things. In fact, these situations make me question far too many things, and that, in turn, affects me. I begin to feel down and lethargic –– just one of the so-called benefits of being the type of person that feels a bit too deeply, I’m afraid.


First there was Norway. I honestly can’t get it out of my mind. I know there are bad guys out there.?I’m not naive, I know how people operate. This tragedy, however, has made me feel sick inside.


The Norwegian suspect, Anders Behring Breivik, was so –– for lack of a better word –– calculating. When people are that deceitful, that horrible, that methodical in their plans, I find that a worry.


Breivik dressed up as a police officer with the sole purpose of getting into an island camp of future political leaders, and he planned every detail of how he would kill those innocent children. It doesn't even bear thinking about.


Where were the people who knew him??How can the mindset of someone like him go completely unnoticed –– or better yet, unchallenged or ignored –– by those he knows?


There are so many factions of extreme political and religious believers lately that I find it difficult to imagine a posting on Facebook or the use of the Internet doesn't make it easy for people to monitor who these extremists are.


And those poor families. My God, what they must be going through. The entire situation has an intense lamb-to-the-slaughter feel about it, and how can those parents ever get past the feeling of their children being frightened beyond anything most of us will ever know. It just makes me so angry and so very sad.


Then there was the death of Amy Winehouse. It wasn't unexpected, but it was and is tragic and sad, nonetheless. The fact that it wasn’t unexpected is, indeed, further proof of how sad and tragic this story is.


Addiction is a disease, and it’s one that needs to be taken seriously. The drug addict and the alcoholic that we all may come across at some time in our lives doesn't actually want to be who they are. They aren’t internally happy or thankful for the choices they are making.?Trust me on this. They are unwell. They’re sick.?They need to be taken seriously and to have serious help.


Winehouse was such a talented young woman. What a voice! Her take on the song “Valerie” by the Zuton’s will forever be a favorite of mine. Her family tried in vain again and again to get her treatment and help. My heart aches for them.


What of her record company or her publicity people??Her image was everything to them. Her image of a boozed-up, drug-fuelled, mouth-like-a-sailor jazz vamp made them money, and lots of it.


Shouldn’t they have stepped in and helped her? Shouldn’t they have stopped her before she stopped herself? Shouldn’t they be held accountable in some way for allowing the image to run wild?


Like I said, it’s been a funny time, and I haven’t liked it one bit. We can be an ugly people living in an ugly world, and that cannot be allowed to be OK.


Perhaps we should all start paying closer attention to what others are doing and stop things before they start. After all, we are in this together.