I have a friend living with me for a few days with her animals and her partner while her bathroom is getting finished.
On Wednesday, she received a call that her grandfather died during the night of a heart attack. She and her grandfather were very close. She just returned from the funeral services yesterday.
Then, this afternoon, she received a call that her father had died of a heart attack this morning.
Merry fucking Christmas to her. She's someone who is so strong and calm during whatever situations arise at work or in life, and I hope I can give a little of that back to her during this sad, sad time.
I'm also thoroughly ashamed to be an American today, as we salivate over the death of a convicted killer who turned his life around in prison. Arnold Schwarzenegger is a bad, bad man. I cannot fathom how anyone could have the decision in front of him to spare someone's life, especially someone who is contributing to the world in a positive way, and not do it. I cannot believe that this person exists, cannot believe that he was elected to a position of power, and cannot believe he was in some movies that I liked. I feel ill. My optimism is dimmed a bit today. Who got to decide that the government putting someone to death by sticking poison in his arm was not cruel and unusual punishment? Death. Not cruel. I cannot fathom.
I hope the protests tonight are longreaching and loud. My own silent protests will be grading papers of Baltimore kids who hopefully have saved themselves from becoming young Tookie Williamses. A student of ours was shot five times last week, and is paralyzed still after five separate surgeries - maybe until swelling goes down, maybe forever. A bullet remains lodged in her spine. Sometimes, the world of Tookie Williams isn't that far from their world. I just wish he could stick around some more and teach even one more kid that a gang life won't get anyone anywhere. Instead, his death will just teach kids that the government is not to be trusted, that American doesn't actually believe in rehabilitation or redemption, and that there are different rules of law for blacks and whites. Chalk one up to despair over hope this round.
You'd think that after so many thousands of years of the human race, we might have figured out that revenge killing solves nothing, that an eye for an eye does leave a man blind.
I need to throw up.
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