be curious, not judgemental

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The Witches on this morning's bus have trialled the Turpin parents, found them guilty, and hung, drawn and quartered them, all before most of England has had a chance to snooze their mean shrill alarms. Far from being judgemental, I have instead used my curiosity to look further than what the media are screeching from atop their ivory towers. Yep, I went to Facebook. Apart from all the girls having the same haircut and all the boys having dad's haircut, they look like an ordinary family. It's a bit creepy that on a visit to Disney they dress the girls the same and the boys the same, and that none of the children look a day over nineteen in a photo which allegedly dates from less than two years ago, but who am I to judge? Louise's sister is a Child of God {that's what she calls herself}, but this Child of God seems to have already removed the Turpin's from her friends list. Did that sound a trifle judgemental? Bad Poppylicious! Because if we're going to judge, why don't we judge the other people involved? The family who barely saw them after they moved to Southern California? The grandparents who didn't speak to their grandchildren on the phone for those few years? The authorities for not visiting the 'school' to ensure the children were thriving? The neighbour who saw them acting odd late at night but didn't think to at least mention it to someone, anyone? Shouldn't they be judged for facilitating such behaviour? Today, we don't know anything other than what the police found behind closed doors. Anything else is pure speculation. We can assume many things. We can assume that religion probably played a big part. We can assume that both the parents were abusive. We can assume they moved away from family so that suspicions weren't raised. But until the truth comes out fully, why can't we just be curious? Why this need for pitchforks and hate. What does that really teach us about human nature?