2 indigenous young boys in Perth died last night, drowned themselves in the Swan River, escaping from police who wanted to know why they were climbing fences through people's yards at night and tinkering with their windows and door knobs, as the people who lived there were concerned, so called the police. The boys families are blaming the police. The Racist police. True. Grief is like that. Why did the US invade Iraq when Iraq was the only bastion against Al Queda who caused the trouble on 9/11? Grief is like that. Grief is primal. Grief doesn't exist to make sense to us. The role of grief is to teach us how to survive the future, and we usually don't learn that at all. We react with hate instead and remain more primitive than arcane grief, the great teacher, itself. As Dylan Thomas noted: We are not wholly bad nor good we, any of us, who live Under Milkwood.