Careful Who We Kill
Mood: Happy-Happy Joy-Joy
Listening to: The morning news
My MatteMichele; most favorite of all who read my drivel…Well apparently you’re the only one who reads my drivel, but why split hairs? I, myself, couldn’t careless if you donate your entire paycheck through direct deposit to televangelist as long as you pay me a little attention. Fair enough? I’ll write really sappy ‘poor-me’, monologs and when you try to reach out with a little human empathy I’ll be snide and unappreciative. Gee, how does that sound? Good for you? If you have a sense of humor bordering on a birth defect you may keep trying to correspond with me, in case you don’t, I’ll make an effort to not sound so, so…defensive. I was on such a roll feeling what I was writing about I didn’t notice that I may have been rude to you. With that said, I can now get on to some other things that I find the need to speak on.
With all of the horrendous acts of violence our young soldiers have to endure over there in the desert, even if one does not get physical injured themselves, still even being a witness to someone else being blown across two city block by a bomb they strapped on themselves with the help of their very closest friends. Our next generation of business owners, bankers and teachers, are all getting warped a little bit by the constant fear of being surrounded by people who hate you and don’t want you to help them (even though they may need it), people who wave burning flags in the air whenever there is a horrible catastrophe, especially if it kills lots of Americans. What are our soldiers fighting for, standing around in fifty pounds of gear waiting for the next crazy suicide bomber who just can’t wait to meet Allah. Of course everyone knows we’re ‘minding the store’ as far as the oil goes. Lets be realistic, if the oil stopped, or even slowed down very much the most influential economy in the world would be in some seriously deep do-do. However, I’ve always been under the impression that when we go out into the world, sticking our noses in other people’s business it’s in an effort to further the traditions of the American Way of Life. Cultural imperialist sort off, trying to make the whole world see the light of capitalism and due process of law. Making shitloads of money is good, indeterminate sentences and death squads, bad.
With this in mind, my pet peeve for the day is; if we live in the land of the free, how can someone be sentenced to death on circumstantial evidence, not once, but twice? One time for murdering his wife, the only motive was that he had a girlfriend on the side and he lied to her, now there’s something you don’t see everyday. The second death sentence was for an unborn child that had the mother decided to have an abortion it wouldn’t be considered murder. Do Not, even for a minute think that I am one of those ‘abortion is murder’, ‘bring back the bloody coat hanger’, types, either. I just think that the only way the state can murder someone is if the evidence is so blazingly obvious that there just couldn’t be any other explanation. I don’t know how many of you are familiar with the Scott Peterson case, in California all the news stations had this one shot of him slowly turning his head with this really dour, grim look on his face and they showed it every chance they got. It became like “the face of evil in Modesto”, the media had him tried and convicted before he was even arraigned. You know what the prosecutions big piece of evidence was? The police found a piece of his wife’s hair in his boat, (he went fishing on Christmas, that didn’t look so good but Lacy (his murdered wife) father went fishing Christmas also, come to find out) as anyone with log hair can tell you, hair gets everywhere. Does not mean he had her dead body in his boat, just means she was in his boat. The police decide one person looks good for a crime, and it’s a done deal. The only way you ca get away with killing your wife in California is if you’ve won the Heismen Trophy or you have to be some sort of actor, even a has been is good enough to get you off. Go figure.
