It’s a wonder we’re not all raving violent maniacs. Our introduction to violence started pretty early in our lives. Good things never happened to good people.
Remember Jack and Jill? Jack, who had fallen and broken his crown, and Jill had soon tumbled after! What about the sweet little egg-like Humpty Dumpty? Neither the King’s horses nor his men could put Humpy together again. The blackbird that swooped down and pecked off the maid’s nose. And the poor little cutie piggy? What was his fault? The stupid engine had to come and break his bones and then the bl**dy engine driver has the nerve to say “I don’t care!” And these were the poems we were made to repeat again and again. Even when we watched TV for respite, we had to see a nasty cat, Tom, forever scheming, trying to catch and eat sweet little Jerry!
It’s a wonder we’re not all raving violent maniacs.