Ray Rice had a very bad moment! But so have you! Some things never change.

“I won’t insult your intelligence by suggesting that you really believe what you just said.”
William F. Buckley Jr.

So now we have yet another controversy (Ray Rice) because men and women alike to ply controversy as along as it does not indict them or their perceptions about themselves.    A trio of cases has made the news and those ready to capitalize on them,  will.  (Ray Rice,  Adrian Peterson and Ferguson)   But like any person who benefits from these kind of cases are not about solutions.   These kinds want to feeled vindicated over something that has no relevance to their own lives.

They are just lazy haters with no plan.   The longer this goes on the less time there is to judge their own missteps and that includes me.    They have a belly full of self-righteous indignation and no one to blame.  Except for the vulnerable who they CLAIM to care about.

Those who wish to bash Janay Rice taking her longer view of this situation,  I want to slap!   Sure Ray Rice has done the unthinkable and their indeed needs to be consequences.   But the most strident critics are those with things to hide or some other agenda.     Or you have the guys who like to present a virtual dialogue,  accusing others of racism, sexism,  misogyny or whatever their minds decide.

These decisions are born of haste,  arrogance and the unfetter cacophony of a lynch mob.    Like the Salem Witch-hunts come in various arrays,  finding some niche in which a person can ruin another.   It is that simple.   People do because they can.  Just like those dysfunctional sex bombs on Jerry Springer.    What is most fascinating about that ‘trainwreck’ is how old flash me some boobs Springer is like a prurient slinky in Chinatown offering some sage advice to people who wantonly exploit each other.

Then are the raucous and indecorous sniggles at a woman objectifying herself by showing her boobs.    This diminishingly embarrassing behavior in encouraged.    Some of these very same people are cheering while teenagers are deemed sex offenders by showing their bodies to their friends and classmates who get an eyeful.    So who made you God?   You cannot even run your own life as the song so aptly put it.  Now, you wish to destroy Rice,  Peterson and Tiger Woods.   I can bet my life that some of you have done worse.

You talk about helping women?  You lie!  Aside trying to ruin the lives of the guilty the world has not changed one bit.    You are part of the problem as long as there is clamoring and no one is listening.  How else can anything ever get better?     Aside from the punitive actions and laws you offer no change in the patterns of abuse.

Hillary had one thing right,  that is literally does take a village to make things like bullying,  abuse and terrorism abate.   Not even a plan just demands of justice.   Taking on the victim like Ray’s wife and making it all about you!  You are complicit in bringing more pain to the world.   You have made the victim’s life harder whilst you munch on Doritos and beat your dog.   Yeah,  I know you did this!

or there is this!

Let’s take charge of our own and stop letting disinterested parties decide our fate and I mean us all.  We all go around not trying to effect change as practically as we can and bomb aspirin factories and tell everyone else how nice we are.   We are never as good or as bad as we want others to believe.

I have lied and have stolen things and have deceived and maybe they may or may not have been crimes but I do not go around giving everyone else a scarlet letter or accuse of them of being a witch,  child molester or a serial cheater of some kind.

It’s like the show (movie)  ‘Mean Girls’.  A revealing look at the innate nature of us all and even those who we thought were incapable of such things.

I like ‘House’.   Does that make me an abuser or a victim?    Does calling a peaceful church goer affect you?   And why do you think anyone owes YOU an apology?   Everybody hurts some times.

It is hard enough to make it in this life without lighting another fire and while we may not have this particular tragedy over our heads we can assure others than there are those who really do care.

I love the Mighty Ducks

Sometimes I just don’t get people.   With all the talk of Duck Dynasty,  there is more than the ‘gay’ topic.  It is deeper than that.   It is ‘political’.  But instead of having differences and accepting them,  we want to foist our decisions upon one another with punctuations marks.

In Les Miserables class warfare was well represented.  Just as it is today.   Moreover the lack of compassion sizzles in the face of desperation.  Poor Fantine,  poor Javert and poor Valjean.  To the system he was and always would be a number.  We treat each other as numbers every single day.

For the smallest of sins we are ready to skewer everyone but ourselves.   I have committed ignominious transgressions.    I regret any suffering my life has caused and rather than pawn them off on my tormentor.    Why?  Because I could not let it go.   I could not forgive.

I feel kind of close to what Valjean must have.   I also knew the best remedy was to try and do something good for others.    Not as any kind of vindication but as an indictment against man’s cruelty to men,   women and children.  Murderers killing another offender does not make them less guilty of their own murders.   As it does NOT exonerate us for our own foibles.

The larger point is the finality of law and it’s myriad effects on families and generally across our world.  Take prohibition.   We got the idea that we could cure a lot of the nations woes by restricting alcohol use.   But what about the people who were convicted?  Are they now no longer convicts?

It does not benefit society by passing legislation as a symbolic act.   Later on when those consequences catch up to them (offenders).   Now they cannot feed their family and when unemployment runs out and food stamps can’t be had,  they resort to stealing a loaf of bread?

Then they are arrested and the key is thrown away.   Now the situation becomes more dire.   The kids become hungrier, they wear rags and scrounge through dumpsters as a way to survive.

Simple perspective could alleviate a lot of suffering.   But do we cling to myths and do we forget about these sufferings during a movie or football game?   Are we heroic because we cry at injustice on TV while down the road is a family without a blanket?   I am not saying we are uncaring but we can be.   Otherwise we not be fighting over a Reality Show and treating this man’s opinion as being more important than kids with no toys,  no father and no place to live?

We can condemn Valjean because we might have a badge.   We can bust 20 years old for drinking while so many of those officers drank at 18,  whether legal or not?   We are good at passing rules and LEOs are muscling up and treating suspects as if they were already convicted.   This is a true indicator of our society’s altruism.   Not some fake TV anchor talking about a soup kitchen or Benny Hinn and those bodies hitting the floor.

So let’s get this straight.   We are human but sometimes inhumane.   We relegate our caring to a check for some cause and while sometimes,  like in the Philippines that is the best way to go.   The bottom-line is what the grand dad said on that interview matters but only in a small way.   We have bigger Carp to fry.

Hug a neighbor you make not like.  Nurture the broken-hearted,  and listen to their words.   Do not offer rigid advice meant only to make you feel better.    And if you do not like Duck Dynasty,  do not watch.