I'm not "Pro-Bully" or anything like that. However, I am certainly not Pro: Anti-Bully, either...
I always thought the bullied kids ultimately ended up with fancy jobs, lots of money, hot wives... and the "Bullies" trudged to work every day, digging ditches in hard hats and uniforms, spending their meager pay on lottery tickets, cigarettes and cheap beer, right?
The film is arguing that bullied kids are actually killing themselves, which is sad.
Director Lee Hirsch said, in an interview with a news website:
"I felt that the hardest part of being bullied was communicating," Hirsch said. "And getting help. I couldn’t enroll people’s support. People would say things like 'get over it,' even my own father and mother. They weren't with me. That was a big part of my wanting to make the film. It's cathartic on a daily basis."I'm too cynical to think a movie is going to change the world, which is sad.
My grandparents generation always seemed to have an excuse for being racist, sexist, homophobic... that's just "how it was back then" or whatever...
Alot of this same bad shit carried right on through my parents generation, even though these people were supposed to have existed after the barriers had been broken. The bad shit was just finding different ways to exist obscurely instead of overtly.
I'm not sure what my generation's excuse will be. I was hoping we'd be more informed and more tolerant and the stories about racism and sexism and kids killing themselves would stop.
I'm not going to try and save the world. I save the world by being kind to the people in my world and hoping they do the same to everyone else. Ignoring the voice that tells me they won't.
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