Bad thing do happen in this world. That’s a fact. But sometimes you just want to lift your hands up in the air, take a deep breath and ask yourself if such misfortune is actually all that necessary.
That is the case with poor old Nicholas. There is no delicate way to go about this. Nicholas's autoimmune disease has struck a devastating blow to his self-sustainability. It has left him blind and wheelchair-bound, transforming him in to one of society’s most vulnerable members.
Least we can do as we go about our own busy lives…lives riddled with deadlines and responsibilities…is to avert from making poor Nicholas's life more strenuous than what it already is.
But, let’s say, out of spite and malevolence, that that is exactly something that you wish to do. How? What is your game plan? How do you take a man that lives in darkness and almost complete immobilization and make his life significantly worse?
You kick his guide dog. That’s how. An act carefully planned, devised and premeditated by a group of kids that apparently saw dog-kicking as an adequate way of passing ones time. The fact that a dog’s harness was attached to a sick man’s electric wheelchair appeared to act as an incentive and not as the hindrance that most would have imagined it to be.
Talk about cruelty. I recently listened to a political commentator’s podcast who claimed that the greatest feat of the western word is to have us believe that kindness is the norm and evil is the abstraction. When in fact it is the complete opposite, with kindness taking the form of a bright orange flower growing in the pavement cracks.
What’s worse, is that that gruesome act took place in Plymouth of all places. It might be an awful thing to say, but for a second I hoped that it had happened in London. The location has no effect on the severity of the crime, obviously. But, as we have all unanimously agreed that the nations capital is not as safe as it once was, perhaps we could have treated this incident as further indignation of London’s deteriorating nature.
But Devon? Acts of such animosity are much more impactful when performed in small, quiet locations, and although Plymouth might not exactly be a mountain village in terms of it’s population, having a group of adolescents mercilessly kick a guide dog while it’s out for a walk with it’s disabled owner has sent shockwaves of disturbance and instability through that city’s streets.
And what about Angus? Not only is he the most gorgeous black Labrador, but his abilities surpass the mere companionship that one seeks from a canine sidekick, positioning him as an integral part of society and as the absolute lifeline for his disabled owner.
Would you be surprised to find out that he has not been the same since the incident? His confidence has plummeted and the tasks he once effortlessly accomplished have been overshadowed by the constant worry of another unexpected attack.
Where is John Wick when you need him?