More Sad News From Orlando......
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I didn't see hedo around, so.....Thirty Bills Unpaid said:Wow.
This thread has been kicked up a couple notches.By The Time They Figure Out What Went Wrong, We'll Be Sitting On A Beach, Earning Twenty Percent.0 -
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I would have expected them to kill as many alligators as it took until the remains were found.
It took only five so not bad.
Couldn't imagine knowing that your child was quite possibly eaten by an alligator in a known area easily searchable.
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what a horrific thing for that family. i can't imagine living with the vision of seeing that happen, trying to stop it and not being able to. just unbearable to imagine.
people who put any blame on the parents in this care are fucking idiots in my opinion. if i was staying at a Disney resort never in a million year would i think something like what would or could happen. i mean surely other people have been close to that water's edge with babies before. it's a one in a million event.0 -
I agree. Frankly, it just seems mean spirited to lay any of this on the poor parents.pjhawks said:what a horrific thing for that family. i can't imagine living with the vision of seeing that happen, trying to stop it and not being able to. just unbearable to imagine.
people who put any blame on the parents in this care are fucking idiots in my opinion. if i was staying at a Disney resort never in a million year would i think something like what would or could happen. i mean surely other people have been close to that water's edge with babies before. it's a one in a million event.With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy. ~ Desiderata0 -
https://www.facebook.com/4BoysMother/posts/966840756748074
Parents, I beg of you, stop blaming and shaming other parents.
35 years ago, a mom shopping in a Sears department store went to go look at lamps, and left her six year old with another group of boys, who were all trying out the new Atari game at a kiosk. That boy’s name was Adam Walsh.
30 years ago, an 18 month old toddler playing in her aunt’s backyard fell into a well. Rescuers worked nonstop for 58 hours, finally freeing “Baby Jessica” from the well.
In both cases a tragedy happened, an unforeseen tragic accident took place which left Adam dead, and a toddler fighting for her life deep underground. But they also has something else in common; they had an entire country of moms and dads supporting the grieving parents.
Let me repeat that, EVERYONE SUPPORTED THE RESCUE EFFORTS WITHOUT BLAME. NO BLAME. None. ZERO.
No questions asked, not one single “Where were the parents?” comment. Just a country of other moms and dads, grandmas and grandpas watching in horror as a set of parents, one of their own, went through the unthinkable. Adam was our son. Jessica was our baby daughter.
THOSE PARENTS WERE US.
Flash forward to 2016, the year of THE PERFECT PARENT.
Yesterday, a two year old boy, splashing in the magical lakefront waters of a Disney Resort, succumbed to the wilds of mother nature. An aggressive alligator scooped him out of the water, right under the watch of his father, who attempted to fight with the alligator to free his baby son. Pure horror. Sheer Terror. Parents who actually had to watch their baby be taken from them, as if they were in some African nature documentary.
A tragic and unforeseeable accident. An accident.
I weep for this mother and father. I am sick with anguish for the pain, agony, misery, and regret pulsating through their viens this very second. And I bet you are too.
But not everyone is.
You see, we now live in a time where accidents are not allowed happen. You heard me. Accidents, of any form, in any way, and at any time, well, they just don’t happen anymore.
Why? Because BLAME and SHAME.
Because we have become a nation of BLAMERS and SHAMERS.
And how are accidents allowed to happen if we can’t blame someone? Surly, they can’t, right? I mean, random acts of nature, unpreventable tragedies, and fateful life changing events that take place in a matter of nanoseconds cannot possibly take place if everyone is being a responsible parent, right? NOPE.
They can’t, because this country and its population of perfect pitchfork carrying mothers and fathers sitting behind keyboards needs to accuse. They NEED TO BLAME, to disparage, to criticize in every damn way and at every damn corner, the parenting of another.
And when do they really get to lick their blaming chops? When a tragic accident happens. That’s when the pouncing is at its freshest, when raw emotion and ignorance collide, and they dig their word claws in, and take hold of whatever grace these grieving mothers and fathers have left in their souls.
And then they tear it out.
Listen to me very clearly perfect parents, VERY CLEARLY.
I’VE HAD ENOUGH.
I’ve had enough of scrolling through comment threads and seeing over and over again questions like “Where were the parents?” and thoughts like, “This is what happens when you don’t watch your kids.”
I have simply HAD ENOUGH.
I have one question for the blaming and shaming moms and dads. You know the ones who immediately blame the parents, the ones who go on the internet and type comments like, “This is nothing but neglect by the parents,” and “They should have known better. Who was watching that little boy?” and my favorite, “I would never let that happen to my kid.”
Here is my question,
Have you ever been to a child’s funeral before?
I have.
The funeral of a child is an event in life that you never, ever want to experience.
Now let me ask you another question.
In the coming week these parents will fly back to their home in Nebraska without one of their children. They will leave a vacation resort, packing up his Buzz Lightyear pajamas and his favorite blanket, and they will make an excruciatingly difficult journey home. A journey that they never in a million years thought they would be making.
They will meet with a funeral director, pick out a tiny casket, a tiny burial suit, and surrounded by family, they will bury their baby boy.
And they will suffer every single day for the rest of their life.
At the funeral for this two year boy who died in front of his parents, can you do me a favor? Can you walk up to the mother and say the words that you just typed out last week? Can you? Can you greet her, hug her, shake the father’s hand and then say, “ Who was watching that little boy? You should have known better. I would never let that happen to MY child.”
Can you do that for me? I mean, you felt those words so deeply in your heart and soul that you typed them for a million people to read. Certainly you can say it straight to the faces of the people you meant it for, right?
Here, let me help you.
Put away your pitchfork for a moment and try this.
To the mother and father who went for a walk on vacation for the last time with their little boy yesterday, I am deeply sorry that you had to experience the worst kind of tragedy possible, an accident. I grieve with you. Your baby was my baby. Your son was my son. I have nothing but love for you, love to help you get though the pain yesterday, today, and for what is gonna seem like a thousand tomorrows. I wrap my thoughts and prayers around your aching heart and soul. May the God of this universe in some miraculous way bring peace to you and your family.
That is what you say. THAT. And just THAT.
Stop the blaming.
Stop the shaming.
In their darkest hours, can we please just LOVE other parents. Please?0 -
Yeah you are right about swimming pools here in Florida. Too many times it comes across the news of gators lying at the bottom of pools. So even there one has to check before jumping in and don't get me started on the pythons either.chadwick said:you don't go into lakes, ponds, canals, rivers or creeks when in florida, at least i wouldn't. if you are standing at a body of water in florida your chances of seeing a gator in that water is pretty good i'd imagine. gators get around real good down there. what keeps gators out of a resort lake? a fence? maybe for awhile. this fence had better be around the entire property & in the ground.
i am amazed that i read on here it was just after 9pm when this happened. god damn man. there are no swimming pools nearby? which by the way pools attract gators. you can't win with these bastards unless you pay attention to your surroundings. when i drove trucks i used to watch gators in this pond behind a truck stop. there was no fencing, nothing. anyone could be attacked without hesitation... wrong place at the wrong time
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maybe if they had a big light up sign like this warning of gators in the area people might pause and let it register after they read it."You can tell the greatness of a man by what makes him angry." - Lincoln
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that is fantastic.Drowned Out said:https://www.facebook.com/4BoysMother/posts/966840756748074
Parents, I beg of you, stop blaming and shaming other parents.
35 years ago, a mom shopping in a Sears department store went to go look at lamps, and left her six year old with another group of boys, who were all trying out the new Atari game at a kiosk. That boy’s name was Adam Walsh.
30 years ago, an 18 month old toddler playing in her aunt’s backyard fell into a well. Rescuers worked nonstop for 58 hours, finally freeing “Baby Jessica” from the well.
In both cases a tragedy happened, an unforeseen tragic accident took place which left Adam dead, and a toddler fighting for her life deep underground. But they also has something else in common; they had an entire country of moms and dads supporting the grieving parents.
Let me repeat that, EVERYONE SUPPORTED THE RESCUE EFFORTS WITHOUT BLAME. NO BLAME. None. ZERO.
No questions asked, not one single “Where were the parents?” comment. Just a country of other moms and dads, grandmas and grandpas watching in horror as a set of parents, one of their own, went through the unthinkable. Adam was our son. Jessica was our baby daughter.
THOSE PARENTS WERE US.
Flash forward to 2016, the year of THE PERFECT PARENT.
Yesterday, a two year old boy, splashing in the magical lakefront waters of a Disney Resort, succumbed to the wilds of mother nature. An aggressive alligator scooped him out of the water, right under the watch of his father, who attempted to fight with the alligator to free his baby son. Pure horror. Sheer Terror. Parents who actually had to watch their baby be taken from them, as if they were in some African nature documentary.
A tragic and unforeseeable accident. An accident.
I weep for this mother and father. I am sick with anguish for the pain, agony, misery, and regret pulsating through their viens this very second. And I bet you are too.
But not everyone is.
You see, we now live in a time where accidents are not allowed happen. You heard me. Accidents, of any form, in any way, and at any time, well, they just don’t happen anymore.
Why? Because BLAME and SHAME.
Because we have become a nation of BLAMERS and SHAMERS.
And how are accidents allowed to happen if we can’t blame someone? Surly, they can’t, right? I mean, random acts of nature, unpreventable tragedies, and fateful life changing events that take place in a matter of nanoseconds cannot possibly take place if everyone is being a responsible parent, right? NOPE.
They can’t, because this country and its population of perfect pitchfork carrying mothers and fathers sitting behind keyboards needs to accuse. They NEED TO BLAME, to disparage, to criticize in every damn way and at every damn corner, the parenting of another.
And when do they really get to lick their blaming chops? When a tragic accident happens. That’s when the pouncing is at its freshest, when raw emotion and ignorance collide, and they dig their word claws in, and take hold of whatever grace these grieving mothers and fathers have left in their souls.
And then they tear it out.
Listen to me very clearly perfect parents, VERY CLEARLY.
I’VE HAD ENOUGH.
I’ve had enough of scrolling through comment threads and seeing over and over again questions like “Where were the parents?” and thoughts like, “This is what happens when you don’t watch your kids.”
I have simply HAD ENOUGH.
I have one question for the blaming and shaming moms and dads. You know the ones who immediately blame the parents, the ones who go on the internet and type comments like, “This is nothing but neglect by the parents,” and “They should have known better. Who was watching that little boy?” and my favorite, “I would never let that happen to my kid.”
Here is my question,
Have you ever been to a child’s funeral before?
I have.
The funeral of a child is an event in life that you never, ever want to experience.
Now let me ask you another question.
In the coming week these parents will fly back to their home in Nebraska without one of their children. They will leave a vacation resort, packing up his Buzz Lightyear pajamas and his favorite blanket, and they will make an excruciatingly difficult journey home. A journey that they never in a million years thought they would be making.
They will meet with a funeral director, pick out a tiny casket, a tiny burial suit, and surrounded by family, they will bury their baby boy.
And they will suffer every single day for the rest of their life.
At the funeral for this two year boy who died in front of his parents, can you do me a favor? Can you walk up to the mother and say the words that you just typed out last week? Can you? Can you greet her, hug her, shake the father’s hand and then say, “ Who was watching that little boy? You should have known better. I would never let that happen to MY child.”
Can you do that for me? I mean, you felt those words so deeply in your heart and soul that you typed them for a million people to read. Certainly you can say it straight to the faces of the people you meant it for, right?
Here, let me help you.
Put away your pitchfork for a moment and try this.
To the mother and father who went for a walk on vacation for the last time with their little boy yesterday, I am deeply sorry that you had to experience the worst kind of tragedy possible, an accident. I grieve with you. Your baby was my baby. Your son was my son. I have nothing but love for you, love to help you get though the pain yesterday, today, and for what is gonna seem like a thousand tomorrows. I wrap my thoughts and prayers around your aching heart and soul. May the God of this universe in some miraculous way bring peace to you and your family.
That is what you say. THAT. And just THAT.
Stop the blaming.
Stop the shaming.
In their darkest hours, can we please just LOVE other parents. Please?0 -
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I agree.
I still think the mom who lost her child in the gorilla compound is a bit of a dolt (and I expressed it excessively), but I feel horrible for these folks."My brain's a good brain!"0 -
Had the parents known the risks, then they could be blamed. But, I doubt they knew the risk and so I can't really blame them. They'll blame themselves enough anyway and will probably not ever have a good day in their life after this.0
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A Disney resort in the south where there is water. I don't really understand the excuses made for people's lack of general knowledge, which this is.PJ_Soul said:
I've been to Nebraska as a tourist. Before I went there, I knew there would be corn. I learned it in elementary school geography, the same time I learned there's alligators in Florida.0 -
I agree with this, and it's heartbreaking.bootlegger10 said:Had the parents known the risks, then they could be blamed. But, I doubt they knew the risk and so I can't really blame them. They'll blame themselves enough anyway and will probably not ever have a good day in their life after this.
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It's not like this type of event happens all the time. And I said it earlier, Disney has a way of letting parents concede some parental cautioness: a man made lagoon is a far cry from a small, backwoods lake where parental instincts might be on overdrive.what dreams said:
I've been to Nebraska as a tourist. Before I went there, I knew there would be corn. I learned it in elementary school geography, the same time I learned there's alligators in Florida.
All the rides... all the treats... all the joy... all the excitement in the kids. The kid looking to dip his toes in the lagoon is not exactly snorkelling. I can picture it; parents, tear in eye, beaming with joy and pride, watching the most important item in their life laughing and splashing... then in the jaws of an alligator.
F**k me."My brain's a good brain!"0 -
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They will replay that visual until their last breath.
What a fucking nightmare.
There is no other story to this or debate - Their fucking kid died in a most surreal way.
Can you imagine what the child felt for those last seconds.0 -
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What else can they do?, it's something.
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I totally understand the tragedy. It was a horrible, and innocent, mistake.Thirty Bills Unpaid said:
All the rides... all the treats... all the joy... all the excitement in the kids. The kid looking to dip his toes in the lagoon is not exactly snorkelling. I can picture it; parents, tear in eye, beaming with joy and pride, watching the most important item in their life laughing and splashing... then in the jaws of an alligator.
F**k me.
I'm just stunned, though, by all these people who act surprised that there's alligators at Disney. I was talking to one of my best friends who is from Orlando. She said if there's going to be a new sign, it ought to read "Beware of Wildlife." She said you can't begin to list all the things people need to think about in the Florida waters. Most people just know . . .0 -
If it was an accident and no one should blame the parents and no one should blame Disney.....those parents shouldn't be accepting and money.Oh please let it rain today.
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i wonder how many poisonous snakes reside on disney property? someone will get bit & it'll be a frickin slap upside 14 million heads that such a thing could even happenfor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
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