Danvers.Over and over. I don't understand it, and I hate not having the answers. I always have. It's why I immediately scour IMDB after watching a movie to read how it was made. Even if I've seen the movie dozens of times. There must be new information. It's an irritating habit, especially in the iPhone age. I'll watch the Red Sox with my phone in hand, swiping down to refresh, hoping for some insight as to why they keep playing Stephen Drew at shortstop, even though he hasn't had a hit since what seems like Spring Training.
The last two Red Sox games, however, I'm supplementing my swipe to refresh habit with my Danvers search. Again and again. It's the same information, time after time. Refresh. Refresh. Refresh. Someone has seen the story for the first time, posts a link to the article in the Globe and adds his or her own take, usually a declaration of disgust. I refresh my search again. I see one of her students has retweeted her. I refresh again, and I see a racist comment about the suspect. The internet can be horrible.
But then something popped up in the search. It wasn't new information. No motive, or new evidence. It was a blog post, by a teacher. You can read it here. It's different. It's positive, even in light of this horrible and confusing event.
most kids are good.She repeats it over and over. I keep reading those four words again and again, and eventually I replace kids with people. Most people are good. Too often, the racist, sexist, homophobic, hate filled sentiment bubbles to the surface of the internet in times of confusion and tragedy. But most people are good.
Searching Twitter now, I'm still not finding answers. But I'm seeing pictures of the flowers and candles and signs at Danvers High School. Most people are good.
