A Mother's Worst Nightmare

THE AFTERMATH OF A POLICE RAID ON AN OCCUPYWS ENCAMPMENT.

What mother would expose her children to such risk, or want to see this happen to her children?
Maybe we need more of that maternal love, the mother grizzly fighting to protect her young, the mother hen collecting her chicks under her wings, all that maternal instinct devoted to protecting one's own young ... like the soccer moms in their minivans yammering on their cellphones, rushing from violin or ballet to swimming or gymnastics, never math, looking left for oncoming traffic, but not looking right for crossing pedestrians, other people's children. (Walking on the sidewalk with my kids, crossing a road at a stop sign in suburban Western New York, I was asking for it.) We need that maternal love!

Or, maybe not! Perhaps what we need is paternal love: more abstracted, less personal, a willingness to protect at all cost not just one's own children, but also those of others.

Then perhaps we wouldn't need OccupyWS to ensure a better future for ALL our children.