I wrote this after seeing
this response to
this column in the Daily Mail. I urge you to read it and then contact the paper.
I am writing to you and wondering if it is the right thing to do. I don't know if anyone will pay attention to this letter, but I have to write it. Richard Littlejohn's column regarding the murder of five prostitutes was one of the most odious, horrific pieces of garbage I have ever read in my entire life. I am actively trying to find a higher authority to whom I can write. Rest assured I will be telling everyone I know about this, I will publicize it in the blogsphere, I will do everything I can to make sure that every woman (and man) I know never buys any paper again which contains that man's work.
I would like to ask Mr Littlejohn what he is doing to contribute to society's good other than spewing hateful bile every day.
No great loss? Every life is a great loss, every loss of potential is enormous. These women were probably not perfect but who is? Are you? Their children will miss them, their parents and friends will miss them. That is a tragedy, and how dare you belittle the grief those people feel for the loss of their mothers and daughters.
It has always struck me as one of the great ironies inherent in people like Littlejohn that, while claiming to be populist choices of the people, they lack even simple human compassion for people who have had unfortunate lives. Society, they yell, is not to blame! Yet society is at the root of seemingly every other evil they can think of! Who is to blame for fathers being kicked to death by gangs? Society! Liberal, bleeding heart society. But when the time comes when it looks like society may have to take the blame for something that Littlejohn condones he is quick to place the blame on the individual.
What Littlejohn is condoning is nothing less than the abuse of women and prostitutes. Don't feel too bad for wanting to smack that woman, she's just a whore, no harm done, her grubby life means nothing. She's never going to cure cancer, is she?
Let me ask you then, all of you who agree with Mr Littlejohn:
What are you going to do today that makes your life worth more than theirs? Are you going to cure cancer? Are you going to build anything meaningful? Are you going to feed the hungry? Work towards world peace? Or are you sitting there, just hating? Are you living out your own grubby little existence, trying to make yourself feel better by tearing down some poor woman who was just doing what she had to?
In Mr Littlejohn's case at least, I know the answer.
