Thursday, October 29, 2009

When Any News is Bad News

Now that I actually have access to a TV, I'm finally getting a bit more news coverage (also my worldliness is being broadened by rfi.fr), but it's nothing good let me tell you. Besides the death and destruction taking place in Afghanistan, Pakistan, Iraq, the Middle East, Asia, African, everywhere, the United States is chock full of home grown, corn fed raised violence.

First of all, why would a 15 year old girl want to kill her little sister's nine year old playmate? Really though? Was is to satisfy some gruesome urge, some uncontrollable, overwhelming desire, bloodthirst lust. I don't know, but I for one never had fantasies of killing little girls when I was 15. Hopefully, no one who is reading this had either, or else I must say that I'm going to have to re-evaluate our friendship.

Most close to home. A school in my school district, a neighboring school, a school against which we'd play high school basketball is in the news these days, for not the happiest of reasons. During the homecoming dance, a fifteen year old girl gets drunk in the parking lot with a whole bunch of guys just haning around and at least four of them decide to gang rape her, out in the open, additionally with 'foreign objects', while all the other guys (reports say fifteen - twenty) laughing, jeering and taking pictures. It only stops, when word got around the grapevine that this was happening, and someone who actually had a conscience, someone who is a respectable citizen of this country called the police.

What the fuck! I wonder what goes through the heads of these guys while they are either participating in this despicable act or allowing it to go on. Fuck mob syndrom. There is something fundamentally wrong with their value systems.

Anyway, there goes my rant for the day.

P.S - sorry friends, but if any of you participate in the aforementioned acts, let me make myself very clear. We are not friends. In fact, I'll call the police on your ass and you will go to prison for a very long time, sharing a cell with Wicked Willy or Big Bertha (I'm very gender equal with my rants aren't I now). This means you! =D

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