After this week’s searing, fiery tears of unfathomable horror, I stayed away from FB and Twitter for the most part. I didn’t want to get angry at those who posted incessant streams of religious-themed “prayers” (in the history of the world, prayer has never – ever – helped anything other than the emotions of the one doing the praying) and sickening “heaven has new angels” shit. Unparalleled and unimaginable horror and the slaughter of children can not be made better, even briefly, by treacly (even if well-meaning) mythologies.
But then I saw this.
Whether you watch the Voice, or whether you’re a fan of Blake Shelton, Adam Levine, Christina Aguilera, Cee Lo Green or this season’s contestants matters not (I’ve not seen an episode since Season 1). This was a much needed moment…a simple act of grace in the most agonizing, harrowingly painful 100 hours we’ve had to bear. And it was beautiful. Heartbreaking and beautiful.