CNN.com - Survivor recounts horror in Russian school - Sep 3, 2004
Let us not forget the humanity of it all. Someone's son, or daughter, or mother, or father, or brother, or sister, was killed. There is a number--330, they say. Imagine your anguish at losing a loved one--there is no replacing them, and there is no measuring that. But multiply that 330-fold. And children! There is nothing I could wish killers of children (like that addict who jumped from the pedestrian underpass with his son, killing the child)--there is nothing I could wish them but eternal damnation. I know we are supposed to be forgiving and everything, but we are not divine (to err being human, and to forgive divine). We are definitely human and although wishing these people ill is so wrong, I must let that part of humanity through.