Violence. It is a word that does not bring music to my ears. “Violence is one of the most personal and even intimate acts between human beings, but it can also be cultural and societal in its implications.” I do not like violence in any way, shape, or form. When I first think of violence I think of killing. I don’t agree with it. In my opinion no one on this Earth has the right to determine when and how I hurt, or when and how I die. Including Suicide. I know that that is a very touchy subject in general, but even more so now that the late great Robin Williams has passed, but it’s just my belief. Death should come as naturally as it can. In the book it gave this example of this woman Sethe that has escaped slavery. That alone is a major feat in itself. But there comes a time when Sethe and her two children are about to be taken back into slavery. Sethe wants to save her children so she decides that in order to save them she has to kill them. She only “succeeds” with one. Afterwar