Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Wankers

Wondering who I am referring to? Actually it's a group of people. Mind you, I do have to be careful! We are labeled sometimes immature when we are quick to judge others. Nonetheless, there is no justification for evil .

The wankers I speak of were arrested earlier today, and should be put away for a long time. What is an appropriate sentence for adults who destroy the innocence of children? The answer should not be debatable.

What about the genetic and environmental arguement? It's been suggested we be understanding of those who are 'predisposed' to inflict harm on others through no fault of their own. How evolved we are to have mercy on those who make gross errors in judgement!

It's a tough call, I guess?? I know what I would do!

Regardless of what punishment is given, there will always be trash to repeat the cycle.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

The Punisher

A close friend of mine is manager of a fast food restaurant. Sometime last year he dealt with a raccoon problem in the disposal area. His methods were questionable. The torturing of the raccoon became a sport to him, a sort of twisted pleasure. Here is my response.




Born to the world is the little creature. His innate behaviour, he has no control of. His hunger prompts him to search for fuel to sustain himself. He revels in joy when he plays with others, and basks in satisfaction when he is strong again.

The little raccoon also greives, fears, and experiences pain, emotions and sensations we ourselves try to escape. Yet there is a punisher who chooses not the high road. He is energized and is 'excited' by the little creature's crippling fear and pain as he strikes it with an iron rod, and douses it with unbearable scolding hot water.

"I want to burn him, I want to soak him in lighter fluid, light him on fire and burn him alive! I want to KILL him."

The little raccoon is then spat at. A giant ball of saliva and flem is catapulted from the punishers gaping mouth, saturating the face of the helpless creature. The little raccoon lowers his head and acccepts the abuse unleashed upon him.

An unknown cruelty hidden in the depths of the punisher is revealed. He is the punisher who chooses not the high road. The unnecessary display of violence could have been avoided with simple thought. Once again, simple thought!

There is a disturbing yearning to see the creature trapped and helpless. It presents a situation of unbalanced power where dark thirsts for suffering can be quenched. The little raccoon is scared. Over and over again he absorbs the punishing blows unleashed by the punisher.

"I'm hungry, my search was only for food. Yet, I found a cruelty I thought did not exist. Please don't strike me with the steel rod, it hurts alot. Death is my thought. I know my life is in your hands now. You are bigger, stronger, and much more INTELLIGENT than I. If you choose to take my life, please let me look into your eyes for the last time, so my last memory will be of the one who brought to me, suffering and death". These are the words of the little raccoon.

Prevent the raccoons from getting in, and all is well. 'Violence to stop violence, not violence for the sake of violence'. See you on the flipside, little raccoon!





Saturday, February 9, 2008

Monkey Corner






Friday, February 8, 2008

Monster Under My Hotel Bed



Going to New York in a few days. Booked a hotel room at the Eastgate Towers. After viewing several photos of the hotel, kind of got the creeps. Building looks old and haunted. Looks like the building was an apartment complex before being converted to a hotel. I assume there is a lot of history in these old New York buildings. Don't know what happened in any of these rooms. Just don't want to get caught in a vortex of 4th dimension activity.