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Are you sitting comfortably?

The WORLD (as seen on the Internet) is so full of WRONG

I am trembling with angst & futile wrath & churning with putrid liquid-nitrogen chills.

It is not that one man who is an acknowledged paedophile is free. Many people who have inebriated &/or drugged &/or abused &/or committed rape &/or committed buggery (for it seems these sort of things are best differentiated) are free. One of them is known to be dead, but I am lucky.
Not, it is not that this one person is free. It is not that art is seen as a balancing redemption. No, that stuff is too individual & subjective to stir wrath.

That which stirs my bile is the exultant masses, the vitriolic glee of people happy about this one person. More, about the implications of this glee.

It implies agreement with what the person in question said in an interview in the year I was born [is that irony or satire? - ed]:

"If I had killed somebody, it wouldn't have had so much appeal to the press, you see? But... fucking, you see... and the young girls. Judges want to fuck young girls. Juries want to fuck young girls. Everyone wants to fuck young girls!"

Apart from the futile bile ridden nitro-angst, I am also wanting to write a jolly little ditty called "Everyone is a paedophile" or somesuch similar, a joyful ditty.

This is Totally Not Okay. Yet... peers, the populous, set the standard for society, for behaviour, for what is and is not okay. It seems that the standard has been set that everyone wants to fuck young girls.

Inside my heart is breaking etc. This one person being free is not what ails. It is the triumph of it. It is who has triumphed. It is the huge regressive step.

It is also the wondering... for if buggering a 13 year old girl is okay, is it okay if she is 12? 11? 10? 9? What about boys? When does it stop being okay? Why is it okay? What is okay at what age? Do we need a cross-referencing grid? I envision a sort of rape bingo...

These things do not help, I know, & I know my strange humour is not humour but pain, coughing out laughter rather than sobs and wails. What can I do... what can I do... what will I do... is not a question of futility, but of patience.


In other news: Elephants purr!

* Cut for being triggery , blunt, & use of very explicit language.
Public in the spirit of the personal is political, and if if not us, who? And if not now, when?
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