Disgusting American Pigs


Well I assume they are Americans…  certainly seems consistent with how I’m starting to regard my fellow American…   (with disgust and disdain).

I consume a lot of news from the interwebs… and its all too popular to comment on news articles these days.

I know, already, most are in pretty poor taste and most that are posting seem to be intellectually stunted.

Today, however, takes the cake.


This article about a British woman who was on holiday in Spain, went into a Chinese grocery store, and then got stabbed in the back and beheaded by some guy who proceeded to flee the scene with her head…

Its an atrocity that should rightly horrify people…    Of the 133 comments on there, most include a cheap joke…if not being entirely just a cheap joke.    What’s truly disgusting, though, is that the top-rated comments depend on who ‘liked’ it.    (Stupid Facebook Era).

Its rather appalling to me that two of those three top comments, where people ‘liked’ it to stardom, are nothing more than a cheap joke…   “He wanted to get ahead” kind of humor.    Frakking classless, tasteless, and a few more colorful words I’ll not taint my blog with.

I’m not laughing.    It isn’t funny.     Then the poor sap trying to defend it… ‘my initial reaction was one of horror and disgust… but since its so far away and doesn’t really affect me, using humor to get through it isn’t so bad.’

What the hell does distance or personal relation have to do with it?    If the humor were being used as a coping mechanism, I might be more forgiving.   There isn’t anything in the comment to suggest that is the case, however… so no… no forgiveness…   I’m not big on judgment either, but occasionally will acknowledge righteous judgment.


That poor woman had loved ones.   The jokes are insensitive and just plain cruel… which I guess is rapidly becoming the American Way.    Those are our values now… to be disgusting pigs who should actively seek out new lows to stoop too.

I’m not big on censorship, but I do think that when you’re afforded certain rights, like that of free expression, that they come with certain responsibilities.


Then again, mankind is often the least human thing in the universe.


Consider me outraged.


At least, however, a few good people contrast the majority… and this comment puts it well:


Given the ability of people anywhere in the world to read the comments left here, I hope that this poor woman’s spouse, children or family members don’t. Those of you who think this murder is "funny" HAVE your heads, but a fat lot of good they do you.

Here in Bizzaro world….


I moved out in the year 2000.   I did put a forwarding address on file at the time.   

Advance to 2011.

I’ve just moved about a block from the old house.

Guess what’s in my mailbox today?

Mail addressed to me, at the old house.   But its in my current house’s mailbox.  No forwarding sticker or anything… just a hand-written note reading ‘call to change address’    Call whom I wonder?

The spirits of Radcliffe must be active.

Or… my mailman is far more attentive than I give anyone credit for being.


Its also correspondence I fully recognize.   I received it before… back around the time I moved.  I recall having it in Sparks, and can’t fully recall if I received the first one at Radcliffe, then moved and got the second one via forwarding… or if they both came to me on San Remo….  

In anycase… the address it is addressed to hasn’t been mine in about a decade.   Its not exactly the kind of junk-mail, mailing-list type of stuff I’d expect to get from just happening to be on a mailing list either.


As a Founder, (not to mention a Jedi) I automatically have a less-than-orthodox view on things like coincidence…