I read something in the news about attempts to control
child trafficking in the EU. Note those two words, dropped into the middle
of a sentence and written without emphasis.
Child trafficking.
The chill they inspire goes round and round in my brain
without finding anywhere to rest. There are many dark and difficult aspects of
human nature that fill me with horror, but most of them I can understand up to
a point. I understand what could drive somebody to be a serial killer or a
robber of old ladies. I understand Munchausen’s Syndrome by Proxy. I can understand
what might encourage a bunch of teenagers in a town centre to kick the shit out
of another teenager. I can even understand that there’s something missing from
the brains of people who experiment on animals. Such things might disturb me
and drive me to depression or worse, but there’s usually some sort of perverse
sense to be made of them.
But child trafficking? That goes beyond me. Maybe this is
why I’m still a human being and not a psychologist.
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