The 49er’s Didn’t Win

I know, I said it would be cool if Kansas City won, even though I was rooting for the 49ers. But as the game processed, I really wanted the team I picked to win. Up until the last few minutes, I thought I would be telling you that the team I picked won. But no, the Chiefs turned that around. I was pretty emotional during those last few minutes.

Congratulations to all the Chief fans I have on Facebook. I thought it was a very good game, even though I’m disappointed that the team I picked didn’t win.

I’m home now, my brother’s here, we’re having beer.

The Dark Side of Society

On a local news station that I follow on Facebook, there’s an article on a recent human trafficking case. Two young women were lured into a trap and trafficked, in Flint and thereabouts. It’s just one of the many such stories I’ve been seeing lately. It seems like everyday there’s another such story in the news. Not all of them are necessarily about trafficking, but they’re pretty much the same kind of thing.

When I read these stories, a bunch of images go through my head and I become angry. I want the people responsible found and I want them shot. I think about women I know who were preyed on by these fucking pieces of shit.

Then I see the comments, the constant victim blaming. “The women should’ve been smarter, they should’ve used common sense and been responsible..” and all the horseshit. And, of course, there’s always the assholes who click the HaHa reaction. What could these guys possibly think is funny about the subject?

You can be the smartest and have the most common sense and still find yourself the victim in such a crime. But even if you were behaving irresponsibly, using drugs or drinking heavily or whatever, in a bad neighborhood even, it is not your fault if you find yourself assaulted, raped or trafficked.

I don’t care what the victim might have done prior being raped or trafficked. She didn’t rape herself, she didn’t traffick herself, nor did she ask for these things. The blame falls entirely on the people who made the move to rape or traffick the woman.

So, yeah, I blew up at someone today. I got a private message from him waiting for me, but I don’t know if I’ll read it, because it might piss me off more.

Imagine

Imagine there are no political parties. It’s easy if you try. Then everyone would stop winning one for the team and care about doing what’s right. Imagine. America could truly be great again, if we did away with Republicans and Democrats and voted for the individual rather than the party. There would be less hate for your fellow countryman. We would be more willing to work together if loyalties weren’t holding us back. Imagine.