Sometimes, it doesn’t pay to watch TV anymore; for example:
Twenty one year old kid walls into a historically significant church, sits there for an hour, then for no rational reason, pulls out a gun and starts blowing people away. Nine of them die.
Yes this is the shooting in South Carolina last week. Black church, Caucasian gunman.
And the most mind blowing thing- he almost didn’t do it because everyone was so nice to him. Whaaaaa…?
This year has been so bizarre and it’s not quite half over. It started with the Charlie Hebdo massacre in Paris, then police all over the USA are shooting unarmed citizens, then journalists come under fire for possibly fabricating stories, a woman in Spokane who headed the local NAACP, who self-“identifies as black” is actually white…and outed by her own (very) white parents. And ISIS beheading people who don’t believe like they do.
And Trump is running for president. Really…and this time he means it. God help us all.
What the actual fuck is going on here?
What kind of world are we leaving for our children and grandchildren?
I shudder to think about it.
Maybe we should be getting back to our roots, remember our upbringing, and do right. Because whatever it is that’s going on now, it’s obviously “not right”.
We’ve all turned into a bunch of whiny brats who tattle on each other so someone will get in trouble. I don’t know about you, but I quit tattling on people decades ago. You have to do something egregiously wrong (rape, murder, robbery, etc.) for me to call a cop on you. We need to settle petty arguments amongst ourselves, not in a court of law, nor in the court of public opinion.
We need to address issues like rational people, not kill people who didn’t think they needed to defend themselves over petty crap.
Make pot legal, let everyone marry whomever they wish, let everyone practice their faith without fear of being gunned down between “Our Father” and “Amen”. Give everyone free medical care. Why is everyone worshiping the almighty dollar instead of the Almighty? Being a bazillionaire ain’t gonna get you a place in heaven, because, after all, you can’t take your bazillions with you.
Just a l’il frustrated here. Not so you’d notice. Much.
I do keep a blog, you know.
I’m Stef and this is where it’s @ !~