Legal Thoughts

I used to think that the whole purpose of the justice system that exists within the United States was to punish those who had done wrong. You break the law, you get arrested and potentially land in court to defend yourself. If proven guilty, you spend time in prison and/or pay a fine of some sort. In other words, you pay for your crimes.

I realize, now, that I was mistaken. Or perhaps partially so. It’s only true if you’re an individual breaking the law. If you’re a corporation (which I must remind you the Supreme Court has determined are individuals), then you can do no wrong. You can cause the deaths of others; you can change people’s lives (sometimes irreversibly); you can do just about anything a living breathing person can do and nothing will happen to you (the corporate entity who is an individual). You will not be punished in any way that is significant, in a way that will make you stop and think, “Hey maybe I shouldn’t be doing this because I might go out of business. Or my stock prices might plummet.” You are free to do whatever you like and no one will do anything about it because Wall Street rules the United States of America.

Aren’t you proud to be an American? I know I am.

Rant courtesy of the article America’s Most Admired Lawbreaker

I Remember…

The farther we are removed from an event through time, the deeper it is pushed into the fog of remembrance. Sometimes, though, there are moments of clarity and we remember small details. In some cases, those details are more personal if the event is something big and very public.

Fourteen years ago, I’d just started a job at PetsMart. One of my favorite jobs because I love animals (mostly dogs) and my shift was usually the closing shift. Going in late meant I could sleep late. The only solid memory I have of the morning of 11 September 2001 was getting up after my parents had gone to work, to watch television as was my habit. My younger brother has always woken before me and that day was no different. A phone call woke me, which my brother answered. I got up and went into the living room to find out who had called and I saw on our television that The Today Show was on and they were talking about a plane crashing into the World Trade Center building in New York. My brother told me my aunt had called.

I remember standing in the living room a few feet from the television, staring in what must have been horror and fear. Surely it was an accident. The pilot lost control of the plane, something malfunctioned causing it to slam into the building. Surely…. Because the alternative – that someone or several someones – would do this on purpose was incomprehensible. But they had. As the reporters were in the midst of talking about the first crash when it happenedĀ again. To the second tower. Suddenly it was no longer in comprehensible. By the end of the morning a total of four crashes had occurred. One in each of the Twin Towers, one into the Pentagon and the final one into a field in Pennsylvania. It is believed the final crash was meant for either the White House or the Capitol Building. That fate was avoided by the heroic passengers on that flight who sacrificed their lives to confront the terrorists and force the plane down wherever they were.

I don’t know if the world has changed much since that fateful day. These days I tend to think it’s worse than it was before that day. I know the country was gripped in terror for the months following 9/11. I cannot imagine what the people of New York City felt in the months and years following trying to come to grips with an attack not only on this country, but specifically their city. Something tells me, though, that they probably felt a bit like I did when, during my childhood, there was a plane crash here (natural causes) into a neighborhood outside the airport. For many a year after that, every time I heard a plane, I would scan the sky and watch its progress, hoping it wouldn’t come tumbling down. I’m sure New Yorkers felt something similar whenever they heard planes flying over the city. Cringing at the sound, hoping that it wasn’t going to slam into yet another building.

Time has removed us from that day, but for those who lost a loved one on any of the planes or the crash sites there is no fog. That is why on this day, no matter how far time removes us all from that day, we stand together and remember. We stand with those individuals so they know that the sacrificies their loved ones made – voluntarily or involuntarily – are not forgotten.

Sloshing Down the Toilet

I swear this country is slowly sloshing its way down the proverbial toilet.

As the world is well aware, we’re in motion right now for a presidential election that’s still more than a year away. And the fuckwittery is in full swing. I’ll state right here and now that I am an Independent with Democratic leanings. Don’t assume that I’m 100% for Hillary, either. Yes I would dearly love for a woman to be in the White House as I believe the United States is far behind the times in that regard, but I’m not blind to what she’s doing.

The Angry Old Americans Club (Republican Party to normal people) is the epitome of chaos. Trump has now decided that asking him any questions on what his platform is about amounts to a “trick question.” And Scott Walker apparently has decided it’s a good idea to not take any questions about the past or the future. Hypothetical questions are, apparently, a big no no for him. I guess he can’t imagine himself in any given situation, so it’s best to just say that a question prompting him to imagine how he might handle it is bad bad.

People need to know what your stance is on certain topics, Trump. They need to know how you would handle certain current events, Walker. Neither are going away any time soon, so you’d better think long and hard about this if you really think you have a ghost of a chance of winning next year. And I for one hope you’re both humiliated in 2016. Clinton may be doing the wrong thing regarding emails and such, but at least you know where she stands on subjects. I guess it’s easier for Angry Old Americans to follow an ideal rather than something concrete.

May the Pantheon help us if you morons win.


Please note that all statements contained herein are my own personal opinion. There may or may not be facts to support anything I say. I’m not going to bother up looking up information that gets ignored.

Sitting her jealous and frustrated because my girlfriend (who lives in another city) has nice long bike trails to ride where she lives and where I am, we just got bike lanes which 99% of drivers ignore. My only option for safe riding – unless I want to deal with heavy traffic and two major intersections – is riding through my subdivision to the park near my house. If I had a bike hitch for my car, I could drive up to the lake and ride along that trail. Or go across the lake to ride the big trail there.

Why is it so hard for American drivers to be non-assholes??? Why is it so difficult to be courteous to others on the road who aren’t surrounded by tons of steel? We can’t be persuaded to give up our over-sized ego-boosting vehicles for smaller, more fuel efficient models, nor can we share the road with anyone. Even other drivers.

As far as I’m concerned this country as a whole is overweight. I include myself in this, so don’t think for one second that I am some stick figure who sits on her high horse complaining about the rest of the country. I am overweight, but I am doing something about it. Sometimes I fall off the wagon, but I pick myself back up time and again and keep pushing forward.

I want to be able to go for a bike ride and actually go somewhere without fearing for my life. I don’t want to be stuck walking as my only means of cardio and I don’t want to pay to join a club where people are only there to judge. And don’t tell me they’re not. I’ve seen the article on Buzzfeed where people are mocking members of a well-known fitness chain.

I really wish the car manufacturers had gone under. Clearly that’s the only way we’re going to do something other than drive to where we need to go. And heaven forbid you actually display a tiny bit of courtesy to anyone else.


Maybe one of the few followers of my blog (if they’re still around) or someone who happens across this post will be able to answer the following question:

Why is it that a day or two after a military recruitment center is attacked and four individuals are murdered in cold and cowardly blood “ordinary citizens” are willing to stand guard outside others around the country, yet when nine black folk in South Carolina are murdered in pure hatred, no white people are willing to stand outside a black church to make sure it doesn’t happen again?

If you really and truly want to help our military, push those idiots in Congress to change the VA medical system. Stop making it so fucking difficult for these guys to get the help they need. That will go a lot farther to help a lot more veterans than just the ones who work at a recruitment center. Not all of them do.

And in case you’re wondering, I’m a white woman.

Result of Smaller Government Part 1

Hey Republicans!!!!

Listen up!!! This is what happens when you take money away from random government agencies. Who are these CHILDREN and MENTALLY DISABLED supposed to turn to when the government says, “Sorry we can’t afford to help you.” Eh?

Privatized Foster Care (let me give you a hint as to what happens in the story, ‘pubs: the child is DEAD)

But happiness because there’s a smaller government.

~ One Pissed Citizen

Hollywood and Broadway

I have a part time job at two theatres in town (run by one company so I work at both) and I was talking to an associate recently about what Broadway shows have potential to come to my hometown in the future. There aren’t many shows on tour which haven’t been here already in quite recent memory. If a show comes back within 2-3 years, are the seats going to sell out as fully as they did the first time? Highly doubtful. And then what are you left with?

At the same time, though, there are fewer and fewer new shows out there. The Phantom of the Opera was here recently and while it’s been 20 years since it was here last, it’s a revival show, as are Chicago and Les Miserables.

Hollywood is becoming the same way. Film franchises like Batman have been redone many times and they just keep adding onto the series, no matter how long it’s been. There’s a new Star Wars film fans are anticipating now, a new Jurassic Park, a new Terminator film. When will it end? Hollywood has gotten on a major kick of “rebooting” old movies in the hopes that they can cash-in on the brand name yet again, to fill their fat cat pockets.

Our two main industries of entertainment – film and theatre – are going to run themselves into the ground revising, revamping, rebooting the blockbuster shows/movies, because sooner or later, people are going to get tired of seeing Star Wars 22 or seeing the entire story of Chicago played out on stage by two people.

Hollywood and Broadway producers need to stop worrying about whether or not every single movie/show out there will make them a ton of cash and step out on a limb. Take your hands out of your fat cat pockets and take a chance on the Off-Broadway shows that are doing well, or even moderately well. Hollywood needs to delve deeper into the unknown comic book characters/stories instead of redoing the ones we all know. I, for one, loved Guardians of the Galaxy (saw it three times at the cinema) and had no idea it even existed. Leave the cult classic movies – like Ghostbusters – alone and look at sleeper hits like Pitch Perfect.

You’re loosing your mark as the place to film movies, Hollywood. Wake up now before you find yourself not even the main place to be a movie star…