Sheriff’s deputies in Texas refused to file charges against a father who beat a man to death after allegedly catching him sexually abusing his four-year-old daughter.
Some are saying he was wrong and should be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. Others are saying he was right and should be vindicated.
Some are saying that justice was surely and swiftly served, while others are saying he had no right to administer that justice with his own hands.
I’m gonna’ err on the side of Chris Rock because, “I aint sayin’ he shoulda’ killed him… but?”
(An essay on the lessons of life and fatherhood)
Most of us know that it doesn’t take much to become a father. Afterall, I’ve performed the feat five times without even thinking about it; and it was the easiest ten minutes of my life… twelve counting warm-up time. But the decision to be a father (and the best one I could be) is one of the toughest things I’ve ever attempted to do and, in my humble opinion, one of the noblest things I have ever aspired to become. Any man who has dared to step up to the challenge of raising kids to adulthood will tell you that fatherhood is hard.
To be fair to the ladies, motherhood is no walk in the park either. Fact is: there is no book (rule or play) for either parent to go by that comes with a “Get Your Life Back” guarantee. Still, motherhood — at its worst — is a safe bet; while fatherhood — at its best — is a stacked one. Win, lose or draw, mothers always get the shout out, the trophy and the game ball. Fathers, if we’re lucky, get to sit beside her when she does. To paraphrase Bill Cosby: A father’s odds are never better than 50/50. We’ll either get it wrong, or we’ll fail to get it right, because our children just aren’t reading the right books.