I saw Bully as a PD activity for teachers last week.
Maybe I've lived too long and seen too much, but it wasn't nearly as shocking as I expected to be. It was real, though. I could easily identify with the targets - why they laugh when they're getting hit. I could also identify with the parents and the pain we feel at every bit of suffering our children have to endure. But I could also identify with the bullying children who are so desperate to fit in, they'll do anything to distance themselves from difference. Difference actually makes them angry. We'll do anything to keep from being at the bottom of that pecking order. It gets easier as we get older, but, for many people, not by much. It just gets more subtle.
Maybe I've lived too long and seen too much, but it wasn't nearly as shocking as I expected to be. It was real, though. I could easily identify with the targets - why they laugh when they're getting hit. I could also identify with the parents and the pain we feel at every bit of suffering our children have to endure. But I could also identify with the bullying children who are so desperate to fit in, they'll do anything to distance themselves from difference. Difference actually makes them angry. We'll do anything to keep from being at the bottom of that pecking order. It gets easier as we get older, but, for many people, not by much. It just gets more subtle.
