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Wednesday, August 27, 2014

RIP STEVIE RAY VAUGHAN

     On this day in 1990 we lost one of the world's most intuitive, boundless guitar legends, and I miss him to this day.

     RIP, SRV...



Tuesday, August 26, 2014

IF YOU'RE RESPONSIBLE FOR ALLOWING YOUR NINE YEAR-OLD TO ACCIDENTALLY KILL A MAN WITH AN UZI, WHY AREN'T CHILD ABUSE CHARGES APPLICABLE?


         This will be brief.  I promise.

         A nine year-old girl accidentally shot an instructor in the head with a fully automatic Uzi at a shooting range in Arizona Monday morning, killing him.  The girl was at the shooting range with her parents, and the instructor was teaching her how to fire the weapon when the recoil brought the gun back over her head.  Funny thing about automatic weapons... they tend to keep shooting unless you release the trigger.

         Tragic accident, I know.  I get it.  Accidents happen all the time.

         But what I DON'T get is this: who thinks it's a cool idea to teach their nine year-old kid to fire a fully automatic Uzi?  What authority figure at the shooting range agreed with the parents' decision to provide this vital life lesson for their daughter?  Where are the child abuse charges for those responsible for permanently scarring this child's psyche?

          Don't come to me with your 2nd Amendment bullshit, either.  Come to me fifteen years from now and justify that little girl's emotional trauma, and show me how well it's worked out for her.

          If you're interested, you can watch a video taken seconds before the instructor was killed.

          

Monday, August 25, 2014

PULLING THE PLUG ON A DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY'S EMOTIONAL ROLLER COASTER (ever been so sick of certain in-laws you just said "I've had it... screw this!" ?)




           There ought to be a socially acceptable way to disconnect from miserable relatives that doesn't require hostilities.  A person should be able to point to a certain number of examples of inexcusably inconsiderate behavior as justification for saying, "That's it... fuck these people." 



           My lovely (and dangerous) wife's life has been a roller coaster ride of Mama Drama.  Anyone who knows her well has heard horror stories about their relationship, and anyone who knows the woman in question would agree that she's a real piece of work.  On any given day, she'll have jihads raging all around her, inevitable conflicts that are usually petty and trivial pissing matches not worthy of the time or effort.  We've all met people who can't seem to go through a day without engaging in some sort of confrontation with someone over nothing, and that's the case with my mother-in-law.


           Over the years, my wife has been emotionally abused by her dysfunctional family tree, and it's often gotten to the point where she's withdrawn and basically refused to speak to many of them.  But somehow, given enough time, they find a way to weasel their way back into her life.  Things will be okay for a short period of time, and then another ridiculous squabble will break out, usually over something so minor it wouldn't make a sane person think twice, and they'll end up in another family feud.  



           As someone who would rather have a tooth extracted with pliers than deal with conflict, these recurring bouts of fussing and fighting have been a challenge.  I've often found myself playing peacemaker, trying to get warring factions to see the other side of the argument, just for the sake of a little peace and quiet on that front.  And over the years I've managed to keep my ass out of the middle of these pissing matches, because (as you know) when one breaks out, everyone gets wet.

           But lately the bizarre factor has pegged out around here, and I've finally had all of the bullshit I'm willing to listen to.  It might be an ugly attitude, but I've reached the point where I no longer care to spend my days chauffeuring an ungrateful wretch of a person to and from doctor's appointments.  I don't care to sweat my ass off moving her office furniture from location to location, only to catch hell for how it's being done.  I don't want to spend another minute of my life listening to my wife suffer through (and pack for) unnecessary guilt trips arranged by her mom.

           In short, I've had it with this silly shit.

           We've talked it over, and for now we're in complete agreement:  we're not playing this shit any more.  No more hateful phone calls, no more text messages, threats, recriminations, or guilt trips.  No more spiteful email exchanges.

           We're fucking done with it.


           But someone would be doing the rest of the world a favor if they came up with a succinct way of saying, "Leave us the hell alone, and we'll leave you the hell alone." that doesn't sound so hateful.

           Someone should work on that.