As I've taken yet another 8-day getaway, I can't help but come to the conclusion that I am nowhere near as computer-centric as a fair share of people are in the world today, minus those elderly folks who are terrified that computers are going to steal their prescriptions.
I mean, there's enough craziness in the world today for a bullshitter to keep shoveling 'til the cows come home, but my stench gets to me after a while.
Speaking of (or writing of) craziness in the world, a local news story in my neck of the woods has me disgusted and inspired at the same time. Sad to say, it's nothing unique -- someone convicted of sexually abusing two little girls, ages 3 and 5, and possessing child porn. The disgust should be obvious.
But more importantly, why are these individuals seemingly back in the community immediately after their crime and simply registered as a sexual offender on a Web site so folks in the community can have the address of their local neighborhood perv? And why do we pay tax money to house nonviolent offenders in large numbers while these sick fucks are released?
Those questions aside, my inspiration comes in the form of a proper deterrent for this.
Plain and simple: castration. It may have a little spicy sharia flavor to it, but so be it. What more of a deterrent for a male could you possibly use? If you're not going to lock them up and make them Bubba's girlfriend for an extended honeymoon, at least make them walk funny so they stand out even more.
When I think of my next appendage-lopping-off Justice Department proposal, you'll be the first to know.
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