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Dec 19, 2008 03:42

My friend was murdered... stabbed to death, for fuck's own sake. I've recently decided to start studying Judaism - One of the main rules is that you do not curse the name of El Shaddai (God)... I'm having a lot of trouble not questioning His decisions over who should fucking die.

I never thought I would experience the gut-wrenching loss of losing someone to a violent crime.... I pray that no one else goes through this shit. Douglas Mericle was a good person.... I'm so conflicted over what I'd like to happen to these monsters. On on hand, let the cops do their job... I will go to court everyday and you best believe my big ass will attend every fucking parole hearing. Then there is the other, more primal reaction - I want to find these people and, ooooh, hurt them in ways that they didn't even know existed.

I feel like Jodie Foster in "The Brave One." Oh snap - SPOILER ALERT!! She and her her fiancé David are out walking their dog and they get attacked by a bunch of bastards. David dies so Erica (Ms. Jodie's character), unhappy with the lackluster efforts of the NYPD, decides to fucking do something about it. She goes and gets herself a gun and becomes a vigilante. Not only does she find and kill her assailants, she starts walking the streets, blowing away any miscreant that gets in her way.... She's like a (much hotter) Bernhard Goetz..... you know - He became a symbol of New Yorkers' frustrations with a high crime rate when he shot four men intent on robbing him on the Seventh Avenue 2 express subway train in Manhattan in 1984.

So yeah... I think I'm going to start going to the bars that Doug frequented. If the cops find these monsters first, well, lucky them.

HEY LOOK! If something should happen to these "people" CLEARLY I am just blowing off steam.
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