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A street corner in San Francisco

October 8th, 2006

Nothing At All
Sunday. When I heard of the shooting of ten young women at an Amish school house in Pennsylvania, five of them dead, by some guy in his early thirties, I thought of the insane things that have happened these last years, this one making even less sense, this one not relating to any concept of “sense” at all.

What did I know about the Amish? Big on religion. Don't use automobiles, phones or watch television. Strive for an earlier kind of existence they say is closer to what life is about. In other words wackos, but, you know, colorful won't hurt the children wackos who live off by themselves in the country and whom, we now see, hurt and bleed as deeply as anyone else.

Then I heard this community, who's children had been slaughtered, had gone to the wife of the man who had murdered them, an outsider, to offer her consolation and support in what they understood to be for her an equally tragic disaster and it brought home to me something of the courage and spiritual strength that must flow to them from their stand against the modern world. I take off my gaudy white Italian hat and bend my head, understanding that when I think “wackos”, I know little or nothing at all.

The photograph was taken at a San Francisco street corner sidewalk with a Nikon D2X mounted with a 17-55mm f 2.8 Nikkor lens at 1/250th, f 2.8, ISO 100.