i tell myself this almost every night. i never do it.
i just watched saving grace. a man was executed and of course, it's television so they make a compelling case for why he is a sympathetic character but it still i just can't abide the death penalty. even if i could - not until the system improves a whole shit load. the statistics on how many cases have been overturned now because of dna. it's bad enough if you have to tell someone who has served 25 years - o, oops, good luck putting your life back together (those stories are just heartbreaking). and here is another area of the world where i see a tremendous amount of hypocrisy. actually i'm not going to get that far into that because it's religion and i'm waaaaaaaaayy to tired for that.
hey - booya - if you're reading this i just saw an advertisement for a show called "the cougar". the chick is skinny, hot and there's no way she's older than 45. talk about a whacky definition.
but i'm digressive . . . cna one be digressive. so it's just me and the boy until friday. my mother was supposed to come down but something happened at work. the bottom line is that when i make plans with someone you can bet your ass that they are going to fall through. i know shit comes up - it'd just be nice to be the shit that comes up once in a while not the thing that gets placed to the side. i know that's a bit maudlin. indulge me a sentence of self pity wouldya. i just find it frustrating.
not that it ruins this week. it'll be nice actually for it to be just me and him for a few days. we do so much juggling with schedules and all that it isn't like he and i just hang much together. today carl and i took him to the little general store around here. i bought him these models to paint. he loves to paint things. i mean he likes to paint pictures but he really likes painting objects. a few weeks ago he brought me his wooden helicopter and said "i want to paint this". i have no idea where he got the idea but it's cool. i've given him random things to paint. most of the models are way too intricate for him. so today i found this one where you press a mold of farm animals and then paint them and a pretty simplistic boat that i think'll be good.
OH! and i went to this weird brazilian market today and i got this cream that's called 'lightening cream'. isn't that bizarre. i have to look it up and see if it is literally to lighten your skin. i've never seen anything like it before. and i got a giant aloe leaf there. .
o the kid is on the toilet this morning (don't get excited nothing happened) and i hear "this is not pig's house said pig" you might recall he calls himself pig. so all day there has been sporadic mention of the fact that this is not his house. by the time he's all adjusted we'll be going home. he also spent some time today telling me that he didn't see pig. so i don't know if he's done being pig or what.
golden compass - interesting movie. not great but really good. fantastic premise just mediocre follow through. i'm definitely getting the books. the idea is very shamanistic.
i have to say this is by far the loudest house i have ever stepped foot in. the dishwasher; the heater; the refrigerator; the washer and dryer - - each one of these things makes enough noise to send me into complete teeth grinding WHICH I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE DOING GGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!! i have been wearing the guard a lot during the day and it does seem to be helping a ittle so that's cool.
so tomorrow we'll go to the pool and this herbal shop that i went to last year that i really liked. andrea - if you are reading this i'm gonna try to pick up some stuff for you if they have it.
okay - i'm gonna try to wind down cuz vacation or no i have shit to do tomorrow and that is not including the barrage of work emails i got. most of which i will ignore but there are a couple of things i'm going to have to do.
i seem to have lost the ability to change the color of my text - annoying.
I touch the fire and it freezes me.
I look into it and it's black.
Why can't I feel?
My skin should crack and peel!
I want the fire back!
5 comments:
I want to walk... 'nto the fire,
and let it burn.
It truly is one of the best hours of television I have ever been blessed to have witnessed.
The death penalty? Heavy topics for the win, Cassie.
Capital punishment is one thing that I simply do not mediate on. I suppose it's good to have a few moral absolutes. See, the thing is, when agents of the state strap a man or woman down to a gurney and then pump poison into that person's veins, they aren't killing a murderer or traitor. Those state actors are killing a helpless sibling of humanity in the name of justice.
There is no justice in the state sanctioned murder of a human being. This destructive act does not bring the original victim back to life. It does not take away the pain of the original victim's family.
Simply put, you cannot expect to bring justice in a case of murder, so it then becomes a matter of minimizing and mitigating harm. Killing another person does not further that goal.
So, fill me in, what are these little tidbits at the end of each of your posts? Quotes? Originals? Segments of poems, books? Me likey.
A person who quite probably has never been the victim of a violent crime. But I can assure you that had Sandra Cantu been my daughter there is nothing short of Huckabee's death that would allow me to sleep at night...preferably at the hands of the state.
nancy - you are incorrect in that assumption. and perhaps, i can't deny that i would have a definite bloodlust if my child were killed. i imagine the mothers of the men who were wrongfully put to death feel very similar. and while i don't know you so i can't say . . . i feel fairly certain that even after huckabee is put to death sandra cantu's mother will not be sleeping at night.
ooops - we both made the same mistake: huckaby not huckabee. poor mike
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