A society of victims?

As you read the front page, you see that another has fallen, the epidemic of knife crime is out of control. Young John was 16, he was stabbed to death, his mother is on the front page, tears, heart ache, despair. They speak of Young John, he was a good boy, raised in poverty, on a council estate, he had his whole life ahead of him, he never did anyone harm, he never deserved this.

But maybe Young John wasn't so innocent, maybe he bullied someone, maybe he victimised polite Jimmy, to the point that polite Jimmy broke. Polite Jimmy, raised in comfort, never anything but friendly, he couldn't take one more beatings, he couldn't hide the bruises any more. One day when he got out of bed, he saw a knife in his dad's kitchen draw, he thought it was his only hope, his only way to escape Little John.

As polite Jimmy walked home, young John found him, he hit him, he spat on him, polite Jimmy couldn't take it, so he took the option and stabbed young John as hard as he could, only once.

John died on the pavement, Jimmy died as he ran from the scene.

Who was the real Victim?

Who decides?

'Through clever and constant application of propaganda, people can be made to see paradise as hell, and also the other way round, to consider the most wretched sort of life as paradise.' Adolf Hitler