Reality is always worse than fiction
Some depressing true stories I've heard this week...
This morning on my way to work there was an accident where two highways intersect. It was a huge RV and a very small white truck... the truck was totaled, worse than I've ever actually seen, and all I can think about now is how I don't see how anyone could've walked away from that truck.
This week has been full of stories like that, it seems like. The other day here at the law office the paralegal was telling me some stories- very true stories that made me feel physically sick because I just can't believe that people can be so terrible. There is a woman whose husband is in jail right now for raping her daughter. This came out a couple years ago, but he wasn't charged apparently until recently. When it first came out, they weren't married. She married him after that. She claims that she "knows" he didn't do anything to her daughter. Her kids have all been taken away from her and put into foster care... and she doesn't care. She says she doesn't want them back, that they're unappreciative and blah blah blah, and all she cares about is getting him out of jail. She's selling all of her kid's stuff to pay attorney fees. All I can think is how the FUCK could you ever, ever even take a chance with not believing something as serious as someone molesting your daughter?!?!
Other horror stories too, that keep floating in my head... which is why I'm writing them down here, because I'm hoping to get them to go somewhere else. She also told me about another child molesting story, a young girl accusing her adopted father. He came very close to winning the case because of lack of evidence... until the prosecution wired her and sent her out to his job, and she got him on tape admitting it. It's horrible to me that he got anywhere near a not guilty verdict. I hope both of those guys rot in jail... I hope they're sent to prison where bigger, badder guys do to them what they did to those little girls.
Or about a sheriff that's an alcoholic, had problems with drugs, impregnated another woman while still married... and he's still sheriff. In fact, there's an agreement between the Republican and Democratic parties in that town, that if no one runs against that sheriff, no one will run against the county prosecutor. Wow. Wow. I hate America, and I'm so sick of politics I could choke. If I hear one more time about how both Bush and Kerry are the worst thing ever I think I might scream... mostly because yes, yes they are. Lately I've been looking up the governments and whatnot in Australia and New Zealand. I'm not kidding about maybe leaving America altogether after Wudi gets out of the military and I have my law degree. I even looked up stuff about being a foreign lawyer in Australia, and it doesn't sound like it'd be too much of a pain in the ass, as long as I could find a job.
So, in other news, I'm sitting here at work, and right now Wudi's probably just gotten on the road to Akron for that wedding. Suck. I know I'm horribly icky and mushy, but I really do miss him already.
Sorry for the depressing post.
This morning on my way to work there was an accident where two highways intersect. It was a huge RV and a very small white truck... the truck was totaled, worse than I've ever actually seen, and all I can think about now is how I don't see how anyone could've walked away from that truck.
This week has been full of stories like that, it seems like. The other day here at the law office the paralegal was telling me some stories- very true stories that made me feel physically sick because I just can't believe that people can be so terrible. There is a woman whose husband is in jail right now for raping her daughter. This came out a couple years ago, but he wasn't charged apparently until recently. When it first came out, they weren't married. She married him after that. She claims that she "knows" he didn't do anything to her daughter. Her kids have all been taken away from her and put into foster care... and she doesn't care. She says she doesn't want them back, that they're unappreciative and blah blah blah, and all she cares about is getting him out of jail. She's selling all of her kid's stuff to pay attorney fees. All I can think is how the FUCK could you ever, ever even take a chance with not believing something as serious as someone molesting your daughter?!?!
Other horror stories too, that keep floating in my head... which is why I'm writing them down here, because I'm hoping to get them to go somewhere else. She also told me about another child molesting story, a young girl accusing her adopted father. He came very close to winning the case because of lack of evidence... until the prosecution wired her and sent her out to his job, and she got him on tape admitting it. It's horrible to me that he got anywhere near a not guilty verdict. I hope both of those guys rot in jail... I hope they're sent to prison where bigger, badder guys do to them what they did to those little girls.
Or about a sheriff that's an alcoholic, had problems with drugs, impregnated another woman while still married... and he's still sheriff. In fact, there's an agreement between the Republican and Democratic parties in that town, that if no one runs against that sheriff, no one will run against the county prosecutor. Wow. Wow. I hate America, and I'm so sick of politics I could choke. If I hear one more time about how both Bush and Kerry are the worst thing ever I think I might scream... mostly because yes, yes they are. Lately I've been looking up the governments and whatnot in Australia and New Zealand. I'm not kidding about maybe leaving America altogether after Wudi gets out of the military and I have my law degree. I even looked up stuff about being a foreign lawyer in Australia, and it doesn't sound like it'd be too much of a pain in the ass, as long as I could find a job.
So, in other news, I'm sitting here at work, and right now Wudi's probably just gotten on the road to Akron for that wedding. Suck. I know I'm horribly icky and mushy, but I really do miss him already.
Sorry for the depressing post.