This week in America, we have 2-dead teenagers.
Trayvon Martin was shot for being black in a country where white people are having trouble “evolving,” when it comes to how they feel about Skittles. Kenneth Weishuhn killed himself for being Gay in a country where our first black president is having trouble “evolving,” when it comes to how he feels about Gay Equality.
I have to ask: what happened to the grown-ups? Where have the grown-ups gone?
Our kids are being killed. And we’re all just shrugging it off. Our kids are killing themselves. And we’re treating it like just another day in America.
What’s the point of the media? What’s the point of journalism? What’s the point of TV? What’s the point of another presidential campaign? What’s the point of blogging?
Seriously, what the point? To talk about jobs…
Like anyone really has the answer for why the economy goes up and down and up and down and further down and even further down and then slowly, incredibly slowly, painstakingly slowly, up. No one has the answer. Not even Alan Greenspan, who pretended to have the answer and then single-handedly brought the world economy to the brink of ruin. Thanks, Alan, you’re a peach.
I still haven’t gotten my answer. What’s the point of the media being obsessed with ratings? So we can track how many bored, fat, lazy people, who happen to be watching TV, instead of coming on to their spouses, are jealous of The Secret Service for schtupping whores…
Not to get into it, but if you want to debate morality, let’s debate the need to have hired killers, at all times, surrounding the president. At best, sex gets you 10-good minutes and a dirty towel. At worst, guns kill people. Listen, these guys are trained killers. They kill people. And yet, 3-agents from The Secret Service, 3-killers from The Secret Service, have resigned, over sex. We’re appalled about sex. Not killing. Sex. Take that in.
Now let it go. Forget about it. Seeing as I’m not done asking what’s the point of Mitt Romney spending a billion dollars? So he can bash President Obama for golfing too much…
Excuse me, but exactly how many vacation days did the previous president take? You know, the guy who actually put us in the toilet? You know, the last republican we called Mister President. You know, the cowboy-in-chief. How many vacation days did Dubya take? Hang on, let me “google it.” I’ll be right back. Okay, I’m back. Here you go. Here’s the answer: 967-days. So why don’t you shut up, Mitt?!!
I still don’t know what the point is to any of this nonsense. Most specifically, the nonsense about “The Mommy Wars.”
Sorry, but it was legitimate. Hilary Rosen’s contention was perfectly legitimate. Ann Romney has no clue what it’s like to struggle: as a mom, as woman, as a grown-up. Ann Romney checked-out of all grown-up issues by marrying a rich man and pledging allegiance to a cult known for treating women like possessions.
Sorry, but it’s true and we all know it’s true. By the way, none of us hold it against Ann Romney. You know why? We don’t care. We all know gold diggers. We all have them in our families. In fact, the only profession older than prostitution is gold digging.
Can we get back to reality? Please? Let’s put down our golf clubs. Let’s stop pointing our guns. Let’s refrain from swiping our credit cards. It’s long past time for us to start caring about these kids. They need us. They need us to be present, God Damn It, instead of constantly distracted.
Trayvon Martin is dead. He was shot and killed for being black. Kenneth Weishuhn is dead. He killed himself for being Gay. President Obama isn’t talking about it. Mitt Romney isn’t talking about it. Why?
Is there something better to talk about? Am I missing something incredibly interesting on the TV? I don’t think so. But unfortunately, I’m pretty sure this won’t be tomorrow’s lead story.
Sorry, Trayvon. Sorry, Kenneth. You deserved more. You deserved a lot more from those of us who are supposed to know better.
Welcome to Backwards Land. Where Skittles, a rainbow of flavors, can be life-threatening if you’re black. And a closeted sexual-identity masquerading as a rainbow of hair colors isn’t perceived as beautiful, instead it’s treated like a white flag, granting permission for grown-ups to retreat as Gay Kids are literally bullied to death.